The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

To Callum's utter disbelief, Lysander rose to the occasion when it mattered most!

His entire scheme dissolved into thin air the moment Lysander stood up, as if even the heavens had turned against him!

By the time the police had him in cuffs, Callum's heart had sunk into despair, all fight drained from him. Now, he could truly empathize with how Leopold must have felt, making his heart heavier with each passing moment. He realized the extent of agony Leopold had endured. And yet, he was powerless to ease any of Leopold's pain, left only to await the news of his passing.

As the police led Callum away, Thalassa's heart, which had been tight with anxiety, finally began to relax a bit. She let go of Lysander, her gaze shifting towards the door. Watching Callum, handcuffed and escorted by two officers, his silhouette a blend of loneliness and agony, tightened her chest once again. For a moment, she found it hard to breathe, her heart constricted as if by ropes.

How had someone so kind and joyful turned into this? If only they could return to how things were when they first met.

Lost in thought, Thalassa's face tingled under the rough caress of a hand, pulling her back to reality. She looked up to see Lysander wiping away her tears, his handsome face etched with concern. His deep, soothing voice reassured her, "It's over now..."

more securely. The memory of Callum tearing at her clothes

were torn, Thalassa felt utterly mortified. Without Lysander's jacket, she couldn't imagine how pitiful she'd look.

that moment, he was

of strength

of security that steadied her trembling body. She tried

but the truth was she wasn't. The fear and sorrow were real, especially after Callum's mention of Leopold. Everything Callum had done was to make up for Leopold's regrets. Thinking of Leopold, of the

go. Can you stand?" Lysander asked, offering his hands to help