The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 934

Thalassa's brow furrowed, puzzled by what Callum meant.

Leopold's intention? What intention could he possibly have?

Before Thalassa could voice her confusion, Callum fixed his gaze on her and continued, "If you're looking to break free from Lysander, I can help you. Whenever you’re in a jam, hit me up. We can team up, collaborating from within and without."

A jolt of surprise shot through Thalassa, her eyes widening in astonishment.

How did he know she was planning to escape from Lysander?

It was a thought she had kept to herself, not breathed a word to anyone. Was she really that transparent?

Seeing her shocked expression, Callum realized he had startled her and explained, "Getting a woman who can catch Lysander's eye, to occupy his time, now that's a cunning plan."

Just moments before at the entrance of the booth, Callum had run into Susan. Clad in a daring, revealing dress, she was holding the bottle of red wine that was originally meant to be delivered by Thalassa, greeting him with a polite smile.

He saw right through her – the woman was clearly aiming for Lysander.

It must have been Thalassa who sent her; otherwise, how could she have gotten her hands on Ethan's private stash from the bar?

Suddenly, it clicked for Thalassa. Callum must have thought that she had deliberately sent Susan in to lure Lysander away.

Thalassa asked, "What did you mean earlier by 'Leopold's intention'?"

Callum met her tense, questioning eyes, paused for a brief two seconds, then looked away, "It's nothing, really. I just wanted you to know that if you're in trouble, you can count on me. I'll be there to help."

She could see hesitation in Callum's eyes, a sign he was hiding something from her, but she couldn't guess what it was.

As Callum leaned in, carefully removing the bug that was trailing a fine silk thread from its mouth, Thalassa tilted her head down slightly, bringing her face closer to his.

From a distance, it looked as if Callum was planting a kiss on Thalassa's forehead, and she had willingly moved her face towards his.

Lysander emerged from the bar just in time to witness this scene.

In an instant, his demeanor turned icy, and his piercing gaze frosted over as he strode towards Thalassa.

Callum had just plucked the bug off when Thalassa was about to pull away, but she suddenly felt a chilling presence enveloping her, the air growing thin and hard to breathe.

With a start, Thalassa turned around and saw the imposing, frosty figure of Lysander approaching.