The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 972

Lysander’s gaze was too penetrating, too intense. Thalassa couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt under his scrutiny.

Unable to hold his gaze any longer, she lowered her head, her eyes skirting away as she stammered, “It’s… it’s the guy you had escorted out just now.”

Lysander’s eyes, profound pools of intrigue, deepened further as he observed her in silence.

As the silence thickened, Thalassa felt an unbearable weight pressing down on her.

His piercing stare seemed almost tangible, as if it could bore a hole right through her.

Feeling increasingly panicked, Thalassa struggled to withstand the pressure.

Lysander finally spoke, “Is that so? So, the case is closed then?”

Callum added, “When I burst into the room, all I saw was that scumbag.”

and disbelieving as she cast a glance at Callum, quickly averting her eyes back to the ground.

immediate, a physical response devoid of thought.

gaze, Lysander had already caught the fleeting change in her demeanor.

Even without making eye contact, she could feel his chilling, intimidating presence, like needles on her skin.

yet he went along with her

Callum’s motive

surprised by his willingness to back up her lie, prompting

had kept his attention on Lysander the entire time, not once glancing at Thalassa. Lysander was already irked by their interaction; if Callum looked her way now, wouldn’t

deliberately mentioned pursuing Thalassa just

if Lysander’s reaction was because of his possessiveness or

strongly, kissing Thalassa forcefully in front of him and

that Lysander’s control over Thalassa went beyond mere possessiveness.

already on edge, provoking him would not end

this time Callum refrained from showing any interest in Thalassa.

Thalassa’s waist, pulling her close, and said in a frosty tone, “It seems you have