The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 63

The villagers pointed to a narrow country path ahead.

Following that path would lead to the village cemetery.

The path was so narrow that a car couldn’t make it through.

David turned back and asked Lysander with a questioning gaze, “Mr. Sinclair, the road’s too narrow and all muddy. It might be tricky to get the car through:

Without much thought, Lysander got out of the car.

The feel and scent of Thalassa the night before were so similar to those of that woman five years ago.

He deliberately slid his hand under her clothes, her skin smooth as satin, the soft touch stirring him up and reminding him of that night with that woman,

His blood was boiling, and his throat was tingling.

He kept Thalassa by his side to strengthen his willpower and resist being drawn to her

if she were lying naked in

in front of him, her chest view almost exposed,

was not a

grave that day to see what the woman he had been involved with looked like, to tell Celia and Thalassa apart, and to cool

had saved him with her body He hadnt thanked her in person, nor had he visited her

longer alive,

of the car, David hurriedly followed, accompanying him

open, with

fresh, and the scenery was green and pleasing

journey, however, was a

after hearing the news, gawking

poor village, most of the villagers

car they’d seen

seeing a shining Rolls-Royce, they

car is so fancy,

on TV, it’s a Rolls-Royce, worth millions

village in such a fancy car?” The lady who had previously admired Isabella

in awe

idea what a

looking. If only he could be my son-in-law.” The lady looked at Lysander heading down the path, her hands clenched