The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 932

Chapter 932

As Susan teetered on the brink of collapse into Lysander’s arms, Ethan furrowed his brow and gripped his phone tighter, debating

whether to dial Thalassa’s number.

Susan was smug inside, confident that with her allure, she could nab Lysander’s affections.

She let her body fall towards Lysander, but suddenly a foot braced against her.

Susan’s eyes caught sight of a shiny black loafer pressing against her midsection, blocking her advance.

Lifting her gaze, she met Lysander’s icy stare filled with revulsion.

“Mr. Sinclair…” she cooed, but the next second, pain shot through her abdomen.

“Ouch!”

shove, Lysander sent Susan

frosty voice cut through

mum, trying to shrink into the background,

that Lysander wasn’t

shared his bed, and received a different kind of attention. No other woman could come

ground hard, her face contorting in pain, struggling to rise, her eyes welling up as she stuttered an apology, “Mr. Sinclair, I’m so sorry, I must have been lightheaded from low blood sugar,

next time. Don’t let me see you again!” Lysander’s piercing gaze swept over Susan before he stood and left the private booth, leaving a trail

to clear the way for

kill, her scent alluring, yet Lysander had

and she paid little attention to the pain in her abdomen. Now that Lysander had

twisted with anger

hungrily yet lacked the gall to approach. her

them leered. “Why don’t you spend the night with us? It would make all the

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