The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1396

Thalassa spoke with a measured tone, her voice betraying a depth of emotion that belied her outward appearance of calm. Inside, her heart was a tempest of nerves, swirling with anxiety and fear.

This was her last shot. If Zephyr remained unmoved, she was out of options.

She knelt on the ground, her hands clenched at her sides in tight fists, waiting for Zephyr’s response.

In those agonizing few seconds, her breathing grew labored, her heartbeat thunderous in her ears – the sound of her own trepidation loud and clear.

Joshua watched Zephyr with an expectant gaze, rooting for him to agree from the bottom of his heart. For Thalassa’s acceptance of Joshua as her father hinged on this one condition.

If Zephyr refused, Joshua would have failed to fulfill his promise to Thalassa. Any hope of bridging the gap in their strained relationship would become much more difficult.

David interjected softly, his eyes downcast as he too made a case for Thalassa, “Mr. Sinclair’s greatest concerns have always been for Ms. Everhart and their kids. If she were to care for him, it

witness to the tumultuous saga between Lysander and Thalassa. No one could stir Mr. Sinclair’s emotions quite like Thalassa

a coma to have any hope of awakening, he needed something from the outside

grip tightened on the stair rail, his aged hand’s knuckles white with tension, his breath uneven. His eyes, clouded

harsh truth

indifferent to others, but Thalassa was the exception. Only she could stir Lysander’s emotions, provoke him, and potentially draw him back to

and profound. He had managed to drive her away from Lysander once before. Was

Lysander never woke up? What if he remained a vegetable

of the Sinclair family. If he became

tormented Zephyr – whichever decision he made, the