The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Callum had stripped off his jacket, using it to tie Lysander's wheelchair to a cabinet handle. With this setup, Lysander couldn't possibly push himself away, nor could he untie the knotted garment with his own strength.

Seeing Callum getting closer to Lysander, Thalassa struggled to sit up from the bed, ready to confront Callum. A few buttons of her blouse had come undone in the process, making her situation all the more revealing.

Facing Thalassa, Lysander saw her state and his eyes widened, his handsome face tense with concern. "Thalassa!" He wanted to rush over, wrap her in his arms, and shield her with his body, keeping her safe in his embrace. He tried to move, to muster any strength in his legs, but he was powerless. He could only watch helplessly as Callum returned to Thalassa's side, his gaze wandering over her, standing so close yet so far from her reach!

Lysander was furious at Callum! But he felt utterly helpless, forced to watch as Callum harassed Thalassa, a truly terrible feeling. Callum approached Thalassa, his hand supporting her neck, lifting her from the bed and leading her in front of Lysander, standing at a distance just out of Lysander's reach.

With one hand gripping Thalassa's arm and the other supporting her neck, Callum had complete control over her, making her stand awkwardly before Lysander. Callum let out a cold laugh and taunted Lysander, "Want to save her?"

twitching with rage, his

and the desire for revenge. "Remember how you reacted when someone asked you to let her go!" Callum's

Leopold was a painful memory

standing before him,

arm, trying to pull Thalassa towards him, but Callum had deliberately chosen a spot out of Lysander's reach. No matter how desperately he

Callum felt a rush of satisfaction, enjoying the sight of Lysander so powerless. He relished the feeling

right in front of you!" Callum gritted his teeth, grabbed Thalassa by