The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 372

Unquestionably, this was the answer.

Thalassa maneuvered two chairs together to serve as her bed.

The chairs were of mahogany, devoid of any cushioning.

Sleeping on such a hard surface was frigid and uncomfortable.

But she had no choice. She couldn’t sleep on the floor.

Even though it was spring, the nights were still chilly.

Thalassa lay on the icy wooden surface without a blanket to cover herself.

She was so cold that goosebumps rose on her skin. Wave after wave of cold permeated her, chilling her to the bone.

Unable to sleep, she got up and rubbed her arms as she paced about, generating heat through friction to warm herself.

At first, this helped a bit, but as the night wore on, she grew colder, more tired, and hungrier.

With a grumbling stomach and her energy spent, she didn’t have the strength to continue.

She sat on the chair, leaning against the backrest. She remained still to conserve as much heat as possible.

She endured the night in this manner.

everything in a

having spent the entire night freezing

entered her eyes as

brightness, and

a couple of tries to adjust to

Daybreak had arrived.

a wink the entire

her mind was

harsh cold and hunger, she couldn’t

She opened the door of the cottage and stepped out.

morning air was chilly, causing her to wrap

dark to make out the

daylight, she could see

around to find that the backyard was enclosed by a high, smooth wall. Climbing over the wall would require a ladder,

anyone from climbing

scaling the wall seemed

saw the well-maintained garden with

garden was beautiful, the tulips in full bloom. Their vibrant colors and fragrant scent filled the air with the morning mist, creating a sweet and

indeed beautiful, as the butler, Fitch, had

no inclination to appreciate the beauty

pulled on it, but it

her hand and knocked.

answered,

knocking had become too annoying, and the door finally opened. Fitch stood in the doorway, politely saying,

“Where is Lysander?”