The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Chapter 935

Thalassa’s pupils trembled, and she quickly stepped back, putting distance between herself and Callum. As she rose

to her feet, her gaze locked onto the approaching figure of Lysander. Her body stiffened, and her words began to

falter, “You know, Lysander…”

Before she could finish, her arm was seized, and she was pulled towards Lysander. His tall and imposing figure

stood before Callum, towering over him with a chilling aura.

“Seems Mr. Gordon has taken quite an interest in Ms. Everhart?” Lysander’s dominating gaze flickered towards

Callum.

A subtle stiffness crept onto Callum’s smiling face as he rose to meet Lysander’s gaze, remarking, “Ms. Everhart is

beautiful and unattached. Naturally, she draws the eye of eligible bachelors. The first time I saw her, I was

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captivated by her grace. In passing conversation, I learned she was single. Being a single man myself, pursuing Ms.

Everhart wouldn’t be considered out of line, would it?”

Thalassa gasped, incredulously staring at Callum.

What was he saying? When had he ever pursued her? Wasn’t this just fuel to Lysander’s fire?

She darted a quick glance at Callum, then anxiously back to Lysander, whose handsome face was dark as a storm

cloud, his gaze sharp as a hawk’s, piercing through Callum with icy precision.

But Callum did not flinch, maintaining a smile in his eyes as the tension crackled in the air.

Thalassa stood to the side, her heart pounding with nerves, fearing the clash that might erupt between the two

men.

“Lysander, I was just…”

Thalassa began to explain, but Lysander’s grip on her arm tightened, pulling her close. His hand encircled her waist,

drawing her close to him.

She struggled briefly, but his grip was like a vise, leaving her immobile.

Lysander’s deep, frosty eyes bore into Callum’s as he asserted his claim, “Who says she’s single? She’s the mother

of my four children! No one but me has any right to come near her!”

Callum’s smile remained unshaken, his demeanor still gentle, but his words carried weight, “That’s debatable. A

couple without feelings for each other should still be able to pursue their own love lives even after having children.

As for the children, they can be co-parented.”

At his words, Thalassa’s heartbeat skipped. Callum really dared to say anything.

Her anxiety deepened.

Lysander’s face darkened ominously, “The notion of co-parenting doesn’t exist for me. And who told you she can

have her own love life? You clearly don’t understand her relationship with me!”

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“Oh? And what might that be, some secret unknown to others?” Callum taunted.

Listening to Callum’s provocation, Thalassa was frantic, wanting him to stop, but no words would come out, leaving

her in helpless agitation.

“You want to see? Then witness this,” Lysander’s voice was icy as he pulled Thalassa close.

She spun around, not even having a moment to cry out before the back of her head was grasped, and Lysander’s

lips fiercely claimed hers.

“Mmph…” Thalassa panicked, instinctively struggling, pushing against him.

This only angered him more. With one hand firmly at the back of her head, and the other around her waist, he held

her captive, his kiss voracious.

Overwhelmed, Thalassa’s senses numbed, her thoughts scattered as her ragged breaths mingled with his.

Gradually, she lost all strength, her mind a blank slate.

Callum stood before them, watching Lysander’s furious kiss, the smile on his lips slowly turning cold.

Lysander’s possessiveness and desire for Thalassa were beyond Callum’s wildest imaginations.

No wonder Leopold could never take Thalassa away from Lysander.

A sudden sharp pain made

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