The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1122

Susan's heart was pounding out of her chest as she faced Lysander standing beside Thalassa like a towering oak. His very presence was intimidating, and Susan cursed her rotten luck.

Only moments ago, she had belittled Thalassa's golf coach, and now she realized, to her horror, that Thalassa's coach was none other than Lysander himself!

Facing Lysander felt like standing in a lion's den. Glancing at his striking, chiseled features, she instinctively took a step back, panic etched across her face.

"Mr. Sinclair, I wasn't speaking about you. I meant the coach that Thalassa mentioned, not…not you…I had no idea she was talking about you."

Susan's attempt at an explanation made her feel like she was sinking deeper into quicksand. Once she finished, she noticed Lysander's icy gaze piercing her, and she clamped her mouth shut, overwhelmed with fear and confusion.

Lucy, too, had just pieced together that the coach Thalassa had been talking about was Lysander. Susan had insulted Lysander to his face!

She felt a wave of secondhand embarrassment for Susan and nudged Bruce urgently, signaling for him to somehow bail Susan out of this mess.

Bruce rolled his eyes without responding. Aside from her knack for the stock market, Lucy was clueless about pretty much everything else. He had seen through Thalassa's ploy from the start, while Lucy had blindly cheered her on. Now, with Susan having bad-mouthed Lysander in his very presence, her chances of ever winning him over were shot.

Bruce had witnessed Thalassa's cunning firsthand. Even he had been outsmarted by her, left hanging off a cliff. She was no ordinary woman; otherwise, how could she have so thoroughly captured Lysander's attention?

"Bruce, Lucy, now that we've wrapped up today's business, is there anything else? Are you staying to play a round of golf?" Ethan strolled over, his voice calm and collected.