The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 953

His words seemed like a consultation with Thalassa, but they were laced with icy undertones and intimidation.

Thalassa's heart skipped a beat, tightening in her chest.

Bruce wasn't here to save her. What was he planning?

Her eyes blazed with a ferocious light, glaring at Bruce.

But Bruce ignored her helplessness and anger, squatting beside her. His gaze flickered as he caught a glimpse of two buttons undone at her chest.

He reached out, tearing the tape from Thalassa's mouth.

"What's your angle, Bruce?" Thalassa asked, disregarding the sting of the tape on her skin, her eyes wary and voice thick with anger.

Bruce offered a mirthless smile. "You're my daughter. What other motives could I have but to rescue you?"

Thalassa was full of skepticism, staring at him, almost convinced.

Bruce continued, "Even if there were any motives, it'd be to ensure Lysander and Susan hit it off. Since you won't help your old man gain any favor with Lysander, I have to pin my hopes on Susan."

"You think just anyone can get close to Lysander?" Thalassa responded sharply.

"I'm aware, but you're no ordinary woman. Not only did you get close to Lysander, but you also bore him four children. If you could get close to Lysander, then surely you can help Susan get into his bed, right?"

Thalassa's bound hands clenched tight, her eyes seething with rage as she stared at Bruce's smug, chilling smirk.

"Don't look at me with those eyes. Your mother gave me that same look once, and I just couldn't resist her," Bruce said with a twisted smile.

A cold shiver ran up Thalassa's spine, numbing her body with shock and trembling with hatred.