The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53 

Whoa, he actually yanked her up. 

That “yank” she mentioned wasn’t literally pulling her 

Mr. Sinclair, not only was he bad at understanding language, but his comprehension was a bit off too. 

Thalassa’s feet were off the ground, she was trying her best to stand on her tiptoes. Her other hand was tightly gripping the tray afraid that the red wine inside would fall and shatter. 

That was worth twenty grand 

On one side was a twenty-grand bottle of wine, and in front of her was the man’s cold face, deep inside his eyes. Who knew what he’s thinking? Thalassa felt the pressure; her heartbeat was racing, and she was very nervous 

Her eyes were blinking nervously, her eyelashes trembling, and her voice was weak and helpless: “Mr. Sinclair, don’t lose it; let me go first; I can’t breathe.” She was wearing a tight V-neck shirt, the collar was tugged up by him, his fist was pressing on her throat, and his knuckles were blocking her breath. Her throat was so hurt that she was nearly suffocating 

Thalassa was very scared. In front of the manly Lysander, she felt as weak as an ant; he could squash her at any moment. 

Lysander was staring at her coldly, her cheeks were turning red due to a lack of oxygen. Looking down, her short skirt was pulled up by him, and her thighs were about to be exposed. 

And in the box, the three other men were eagerly watching 

Their gaze would inevitably land on Thalassa’s legs. 

Lysander frowned, displeased, and let her go. 

Thalassa lost the support of the man. She lost her balance and her body was falling backward. She tried her best to steady herself, but it was no use. 

She fell to the ground. 

“Bang!” At the same time, the tray and the red wine she was holding tightly also fell, 

The wine bottle broke into pieces on the marble floor. 

Red wine was splashed everywhere 

The sound was like Thalassa’s heart breaking; she didn’t care about the pain in her buttocks, her eyes were wide in shock. 

On the ground, broken glass and red wine were mixed together creating small bubbles. 

Thalassa quickly got up from the ground, and knelt down. Looking at the mess on the floor, she grabbed her hair, and screamed: “Ah, my wine!” 

She couldn’t handle the pressure so she started crying. 

Twenty grand, she couldn’t even pay it off if she sold herself. 

She came here today to make money, not to lose it. 

This money was getting less and less, and she was in debt 

Her family of four was waiting for her to bring money back to buy milk powder and winter clothes.