The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 841

“I promise you!” Lysander declared, his face somber and his words resolute.

Amelia finally released his arms.

Below the stairs, those persistent reporters were eager to get close and take pictures of Leopold. Thalassa, summoning all her will, observed their movements. As one reporter suddenly made a move, she stepped forward to intervene.

But with her first step, she realized her body was weighing a ton. She couldn’t support her body, which nearly ached to the point of convulsion.

As she took her step, she found herself lurching forward.

A strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist and pulled her back against a solid chest. The man’s robust scent filled her nostrils, carrying the unmistakable aura of masculine strength.,

Through blurred, tear–filled eyes, Thalassa looked up to see Lysander’s tense yet chiseled face.

Seeing him, her tears started flowing like a faucet; her heart ached as if stabbed with every breath she took.

of her tears caused a sharp

fiery red. He ordered his bodyguards, “Get the reporters

moved in, dispersing the headline–hungry reporters. Cameras that had captured images were seized by the bodyguards. They also

news about this incident. Those who do will face the consequences,” the

the Sinclair Group, the reporters dared not cross the line.

Lysander’s shirt, struggling with her inner pain. Her

arms; his voice

personnel

regretfully announced, “I’m afraid he’s gone. We should prepare for the next.”

the words, his eyes clenching shut in pain.

had been resting against Lysander, stiffened.

towards the doctor, clutching his sleeve as she pleaded through her tears, “You have to save him! How can you announce his death before you give it a try to save

of a grieved

me!” Amelia, who had been helped down the stairs by the staff, collapsed upon hearing the

She clutched his body, staggering with grief and nearly tearing her