The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Chapter 480

The doctor tended to Thalassa’s facial wound and said, “The cut is deep; thankfully it didn’t puncture

and the bleeding was stopped in time. Otherwise, it could become a real problem. You can’t take this

lightly though; you need to take good care of it. If it gets wet and becomes infected, it’ll be tough to

handle, and you’ll suffer a lot.”

Lysander, who stood nearby, chimed in, “Will it leave a scar?”

His deep-set eyes were brooding, his handsome face cold, and an intimidating aura emanated from

him.

The surrounding air seemed to press down.

A weighty silence filled the room, making it hard to breathe..

The doctor cautiously replied, “That depends on the individual’s skin type, as well as how well they take

care of the wound. Some people are prone to scarring; no matter how well they protect the wound,

they’ll still scar. Others, if they take good care of the wound, won’t leave a scar.”

Lysander’s expression turned grim, and he said nothing.

The doctor, fearing he had said something wrong, became anxious.

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The atmosphere was thick with tension and silence.

Thalassa tried to lighten the mood hastily, so she said politely to the doctor, “Doctor, thank you. If

there’s nothing else, may I leave now?”

“There’s nothing else. Just come back in three days to change the dressing,” the doctor advised.

“Alright, thank you for your help,” Thalassa responded politely.

Lysander shot her a cold glance, and was the first out of the medical office. Thalassa quickly followed

him like a child who had done something wrong.

The one who was injured was her, and if a scar was to be left, it would be on her.

Yet, why did it feel like Lysander was more upset than her?

Thalassa followed him like a kitten, and when they reached the car, he got in first. She didn’t dare to

pause and quickly followed.

The car started up.

Lysander’s face was dark as thunder.

Thalassa sat rigidly and held her breath. After all, when Lysander was in a bad mood, even her

breathing seemed to be a mistake.

“Where did you go this afternoon?” Lysander’s icy voice echoed in the car.

Thalassa tensed, her mind racing to interpret the sudden question.

A cold realization dawned on her. Amelia had mentioned earlier that she had met with Leopold in the

afternoon.

Was he angry about that all this time?

In front of the seething Lysander, Thalassa didn’t dare to make a wrong move. She lowered her head

slightly and said, “The Global Emporium.”

Lysander’s frosty gaze swept over her face as he pulled out his phone and dialed a number, “Send me

the surveillance footage from the Global Emporium this afternoon within ten minutes.”

He was checking the surveillance footage!

Thalassa was so nervous that she became deadpanned; her breath almost stilled.

Once the surveillance was checked, nothing could be hidden.

A storm was likely on its way.

In less than ten minutes, Lysander received the surveillance footage.

Thalassa had walked into a café and sat down with Bruce. They spoke about something, but the

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surveillance was silent, so there was no audio.

Their conversation hit a snag. Thalassa left in a huff, and the coffee a waiter was carrying got spilled on

her.

Bruce followed her out and tried to manhandle her, but she resisted. Bruce was relentless.

Leopold appeared, pulled Bruce away, and rescued her.

The whole incident lasted less than twenty minutes. After that, Thalassa received a phone call and left

in a taxi.

Not only had she met with Leopold today, but also Bruce!

Lysander shot Thalassa a piercing look, “The coffee on you wasn’t spilled by yourself, huh?”

His prolonged tone was a clear indication of his anger.

Thalassa felt a streng, icy wave of anger washed over her. Her body ached under such chillness.

She shrunk back, meekly saying, “I was trying to end things with Bruce today, but he wouldn’t let go.

He kept pestering me, and luckily Leopold was there to help me out. I left immediately after that, didn’t

linger there for a second.”

She was telling the truth. She was really trying to sever ties with them.

She didn’t mean to lie to him.

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