The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet by Thalassa
Chapter 358

Chapter 358 

The man was tall and imposing, his lithe form wrapped in a custom-made black suit that exuded an aura of deep, refined luxury. His presence was so commanding that the air around him seemed to ripple with his powerful aura. 

Lysander had arrived! 

Two bodyguards dressed in black trailed behind him. 

Thalassa’s heart pounded in her chest. For a moment, her mind blanked out in shock. Then her rationality snapped back, prompting her to sprint back into the house and slam the door shut. 

However, as she was retreating, the two bodyguards swiftly caught up. One held the door from closing while the other wedged his foot in the gap, preventing her from locking them out. 

Despite Thalassa’s desperate attempts to close the door, her strength was no match for the bodyguards. Within a half-second, the door was forced open. 

The bodyguards barged in. 

Thalassa stepped back abruptly, nearly losing her balance. 

“Thalassa!” Noticing her stumble, Leopold rushed forward to steady her, catching her just as she was about to fall into his arms. 

Thalassa was still in a state of shock, her mind reeling from the unexpected intrusion. 

The tall man strode into the house, his every step causing a frigid wind to swirl around him. 

His icy demeanor sent a chill down Thalassa’s spine, as if she were being buffeted by a biting cold wind. Her heart raced as he approached. Just as she was about to bolt, he reached out, gripped her chin, and yanked her towards him. His forceful pull caused her body to jerk against his, sparking fear in her, as if her neck was about to snap from her body. 

Thalassa collided with Lysander’s solid chest. His hand moved from her chin to her shoulder, his fingers digging into her flesh as if he were a predator claiming his 

prey. 

Thalassa was frantic, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. Her shoulder ached from his grip, the pain so intense that she barely dared to move. 

“Lysander let me go.” she managed to whimper, each word punctuated by a wince of pain. 

Leopold, who had been holding Thalassa, felt a sudden pang of loss as she was yanked from his grasp. It felt as hollow and empty as his heart did when he leamed about Thalassa and Lysander’s relationship. 

Overwhelmed by a sense of defeat, he glared at Lysander. Seeing the man’s possessive hold on Thalassa, and ignoring the pain it was causing her, he anxiously asked, “Lysander, what are you doing?” 

He wanted to step forward and pull Thalassa away from Lysander, but the man’s aura was too overpowering and intimidating. He didn’t dare, nor did he feel he had the right to interfere. 

After all, he was Thalassa’s ex-boyfriend and he had betrayed her first. Thalassa had never forgiven him. 

What right did he have to intervene now? 

He took a step forward, then stopped. 

Lysander shot Leopold a disdainful glance. Without acknowledging him, he guided Thalassa to the couch and sat down. His actions were leisurely, yet his aura was dangerously oppressive. 

His cold voice echoed, “Where were you planning to run?” 

Thalassa was packed for a trip, presumably to elope with Leopold. But she hadn’t timed it right and had been caught red-handed by him. 

His words sounded casual and nonchalant. 

But the icy tone in his voice, along with his intimidating aura, made it difficult for anyone to breathe freely. 

“You’ve misunderstood.” Thalassa began to explain, but out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a baby pacifier lodged in the crevice of the couch. 

It was a spare pacifier for Elowen’s bottle. The baby had a penchant for drinking milk and chewing on the pacifier, often biting through them. As a result, Thalassa always kept a stash of spare pacifiers.

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