The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1124

Callum lifted his gaze. Spotting a familiar figure approaching, his gentle smile swiftly retreated into an austere mask of seriousness.

Thalassa felt the air shift and turned to see Lysander striding towards them with a thunderous expression. His aura was sharp as an icy winter gale swept in, which chilled to the bone.

Her heart instinctively clenched; her eyes were wide with wariness and panic.

"Are you trying to cripple his hand, too?" Lysander's frosty voice cut through the distance before he even arrived.

Thalassa's eyes flickered. She snapped back to the present and realized she was still holding onto Callum's arm. Their close proximity could easily be mistaken for a pair of long-lost lovers reunited.

She quickly withdrew her hand and turned again to face Lysander. He was already upon them, his domineering presence stifling her breath.

As he closed in, he seized Thalassa's wrist and yanked her towards him, away from Callum.

Stumbling from his force, Thalassa brushed against his torso before hastily stepping back. Her face was painted with alarm, "Lysander, it was an accident—I bumped into him and was just trying to help..."

She hurried to explain, desperate not to let any misunderstanding incriminate Callum.

She had already been the cause of Callum's broken leg; if his hand suffered because of her, she could never forgive herself.

Lysander's unfathomable eyes swept over her flustered features. And he turned his icy gaze to Callum, "Mr. Gordon is also in this golf course? What a coincidence."

Callum managed a wry smile in response. He slightly curved his lips and responded, "A reporter wanted an interview and chose this spot."

"Mr. Gordon’s business had now involved receiving reporter’s interviews?" Lysander remarked, his casual tone belied by the underlying pressure.