The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Chapter 1198

Lysander’s topic leap was so sudden that Thalassa was momentarily caught off guard, trying to catch

the thread of conversation.

Who was Lysander referring to when he mentioned ‘the man’?

Was it Alaric, or Spencer?

After all, she had met with two men that day.

But seeing Lysander sit there, his presence chilling like a frosty winter’s eve, as if thunder and lightning

were his to command and snowflakes danced at his brooding, oppressive mood, Thalassa quickly

realized who he was talking about.

It definitely wasn’t Alaric; Alaric was his best mate, and she and Hertha had met him several times

without Lysander ever breathing fire and brimstone her way.

It was the meeting with Spencer today that had set him off.

Thalassa did not wish to be caught in the eye of the storm, so she hurried to clarify, “You’ve got it all

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wrong. Today, Hertha was going on a blind date, and she was scared to go alone. So, she asked me to

tag along. The guy we met today is Hertha’s date, not mine.”

His threatening stance earlier, telling Hertha that if she ever dragged Thalassa to meet someone else,

he’d not let it slide, had been about Spencer, not Debby’s mother.

But how on earth did Lysander know about her whereabouts today?

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She understood when she used to wear a necklace with a tracker, which meant Lysander knew her

every move. That necklace had long been pawned off, the cash still sitting in he bank account. She

didn’t have any tracking devices on her, so how did Lysander know she had met someone today?

Could it be Alaric had phoned Lysander?

As Thalassa finished her explanation, Lysander’s deep gaze flicked her way, a look that was one-third

oppressive, one-third icy, and the rest purely scrutinizing.

It made Thalassa’s palms clench slightly, unsure what he meant.

Did he not believe her?

Concerned about dragging Hertha into this, Thalassa added, “Hertha’s mom was pressuring her to

date, threatening to disown her if she refused. She couldn’t say no and thought she’d reject the guy on

the spot, but was afraid to do it alone. So, she dragged me along for moral support. I was really just

there as a friend for her.”

“Can you guarantee he wasn’t sizing up both of you?” Lysander’s voice, cold as a glacier, seemed to fly

low across the car’s interior, striking right at Thalassa’s heart.

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Her heart skipped a beat as she met his gaze. She remembered how, when she and Hertha arrived,

Spencer’s eyes had flitted between the two of them, appraising.

So, Lysander was bothered, displeased?

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The man was too possessive. Just a glance from someone else, and he was ruffled?

Despite the car’s heating, Lysander’s icy aura made the air almost too cold to bear, raising

goosebumps on Thalassa’s arms.

Hugging herself, she spoke with a weak, placating tone, “I get it. I won’t go with her to any more dates.”

Lysander’s rigid demeanor softened slightly as he glanced back at her, his voice a low rumble of

declaration, “Remember, you’re mine. Even a single glance from someone else is a challenge to me.”

Thalassa was his woman, solely his to cherish. Another man’s lingering look, and he wanted to gouge

out their eyes.

Thalassa thought to herself, “Could you be any more domineering?”

His possessiveness was overwhelming. Was this why he had relentlessly pursued her when she tried

to escape before?

Now, his possessiveness seemed even stronger, and more forceful.

When did it begin?

From the day she asked him if he had fallen for her, she became the pearl in his palm, any slight

movement potentially provoking his wrath.

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