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

lying naked in front of him,

just touched his hand and then bent down in front of him, her chest view

was not a

the woman he had been involved with looked like,

him with her body He hadnt

if she were no longer alive, he should

of the car, David hurriedly

field, vast and open, with occasional birds flying low over the paddy

scenery was green and pleasing

was a

villagers rushed over after hearing

most of the villagers

best car they’d seen was

a shining Rolls-Royce, they all came

so fancy, look at

on TV, it’s a Rolls-Royce, worth millions a pop.” A slightly younger villager

oh my, that’s rich! Who’s this wealthy young man coming to our village in such a fancy car?” The lady who had previously admired Isabella and looked down on Thalassa was so shocked that

in awe and

what a car worth millions

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