The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet by Thalassa
Chapter 337

Chapter 337 

The moment Thalassa opened her eyes, her numb consciousness resurged along with a brutal pain, as if her nape had been fractured. 

She grimaced in pain, propping herself up on the bed with her hands. 

Before she could make out her surroundings, a hushed male voice echoed beside her. 

The voice was deep and rich, suggestive of a mature man. 

Her heart rate spiked as she hastily turned towards the source of the voice. Her eyes landed on a handsome face, radiating a gentle warmth. His eyes were closed, brows furrowed in discomfort. 

This man was none other than Leopold! 

The blanket only covered up to his chest, revealing his firm and smooth shoulders. 

Even though only a small part was visible, Thalassa could tell that he was shirtless! 

Moreover, she was lying right next to him! 

This positioning was far too intimate. 

Why was he beside her? 

No, why was she on Leopold’s bed? 

Thalassa’s heart rate rocketed, her nape ached dully, and her body felt weak due to the pressure on her nerves. She tried to sit up, preparing to leave the bed. 

At that moment, Leopold opened his eyes. Seeing the woman’s back, he asked warily, “Who are you?” 

He sat up almost instantaneously, his voice stern and cold. 

Upon hearing his voice, Thalassa turned her head and made eye contact with the anxious Leopold. She hastily explained, “I was returning your clothes. I was knocked out as soon as I entered. I don’t know why I’m on your bed.” 

As she explained, she attempted to leave the bed but was held back by Leopold, “Thalassa, it’s you, don’t leave.” 

“Bang!” The door was forcefully kicked open. 

A powerful aura flooded the room, making the air ripple and dropping the room’s temperature drastically. 

A wave of chill engulfed the room. 

Thalassa’s heart fluttered. Before she could retract her hand, she instinctively turned towards the door. 

A tall, handsome man stood there, dressed in a handcrafted black suit that accentuated his lean and sturdy physique, making him appear more profound and sharp. 

The man’s face was as beautiful as a sculpture, resembling a world-class gentleman, but his chiseled facial features were taut, like a string ready to snap at any moment. His icy aura was intimidating.. 

“Lysander.” Thalassa recognized the man, her lips trembling in shock. 

Before she could comprehend the situation, Lysander crossed the room with his long strides. He grabbed her other hand and yanked her off the bed. She swayed on her feet next to him. 

Lysander gripped her waist, pulling her against his side. 

Thalassa was taken aback. 

Leopold, who was holding Thalassa’s hand, lost his grip due to Lysander’s force. He tried to hold on but failed. He reluctantly let go of her fingers, but they were quickly pulled away. 

As Thalassa’s hand slipped from his grasp, his palm felt empty, and so did his heart. 

Startled, he looked up at the newcomer. “Lysander, what brings you here?” 

Lysander’s face darkened. His eyes were piercing as he looked at Thalassa, his voice suppressed. He asked, “Wh 

Earlier, Lysander had warned her not to get too close to Leopold. 

Now, he found her on Leopold’s bed. 

Scared by Lysander’s icy and stern aura, Thalassa felt her heart racing. Her eyelashes quivered. “I don’t know.” 

She truly didn’t know why Lysander would appear here at this time. 

don’t you tell him why I’m here?” 

Lysander’s body temperature plummeted. He grabbed her chin in a cold grip. Looking down at her, he gritted his teeth, “What did I tell you? You seem to have a short memory!” 

Thalassa’s jaw-ached as if it was about to break, she knitted her brows. 

Seeing this, Leopold got off the bed in distress, urgently saying, “Lysander, don’t hurt her. You’re just her boss. It’s after work hours. Her personal life shouldn’t 

concern you.” 

Lysander let out a cold laugh, his icy gaze locked onto Thalassa, as if he wanted to freeze her solid. 

“Why don’t you tell him what our relationship is?”

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