The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1222

Thalassa could feel Lysander's anger seeping into her skin like a frigid breeze, tensing every muscle in her body. She dared not take his mood lightly.

Her long lashes flickered as she looked up at him. "Callum came to see me today. It was about Debby. I didn't have any ulterior motives, and I definitely don't plan on running away again..."

She was cut off abruptly as Lysander's hand clamped around her chin, his deep-set eyes flashing a warning chill. "If you even think of running away again, it won't be just his legs I'll break!"

A twinge of pain shot through Thalassa's jaw where he held her, causing her to furrow her brow. "You're hurting me."

There was a fleeting softness in Lysander's gaze as he slightly eased his grip.

Feeling a bit of relief, Thalassa continued, "He's Debby's cousin, and he was hoping you'd show her some mercy, maybe lessen her sentence."

She didn't hide anything from Lysander, telling him everything about her conversation with Callum that was centered around Debby's situation.

Lysander tilted her face up to his with his index finger, his stern visage confronting her. "So, are you pleading for her?" His voice was low and frosty.

Locking eyes with him, Thalassa's heart tightened. She had always been wary and frightened of Lysander, especially now, with him in such a furious state.

Her fear deepened.

But the more she shrank back, the angrier Lysander might become. Only by facing him head-on could she clear away his doubts.

"Maybe reducing it by half, to say, ten years, wouldn't be so bad," Thalassa ventured.

Lysander's gaze turned piercing, the chill in the car so palpable that the air felt thin.

Fearing his reaction, Thalassa hurriedly added, "I'm not looking to forgive Debby. I just don't want to owe Callum anything."

His eyes bore into her, waiting for her to continue.