The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1253

Thalassa's hands worked the controls of the prop, a vintage chandelier, with a nervous twitch. She was taking care of the setup while Susan was adjusting the rigging.

As Susan let go, she gave the chandelier an extra push, causing it to swing dangerously.

Just then, Lysander entered the studio.

The timing couldn't have been worse. The chandelier was swinging higher and higher, and the hook hadn't been secured properly. In a split second, the prop flew off its mooring, hurtling straight towards Lysander.

His icy gaze snapped towards the incoming danger.

It was about to crash down on him when Susan cried out, "Mr. Sinclair, watch out!" In a swift move, she lunged forward, pushing Lysander out of the way. The chandelier crashed down onto her instead, the sharp pain of impact forcing a muffled groan from her lips as it struck her shoulder blade.

The prop bounced off Susan and clattered to the ground.

Grimacing in pain, Susan managed to lift her eyes to Lysander. "Mr. Sinclair, are you alright?" she asked, her voice strained.

Lysander's piercing eyes locked onto her. "What happened?" he demanded, his voice a deep, controlled rumble.

The rest of the crew realized something had gone wrong, and that it involved Lysander. They dropped their tasks and hurried over, their faces filled with concern, asking if he was hurt.

Zane, the assistant director, went pale with fright and began to loudly demand accountability. "Who was in charge of the chandelier? Step forward!"