The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1397
Even if Zephyr loathed Thalassa, it was out of the question to gamble with Lysander’s well-being.
Yet Zephyr couldn’t shake his mistrust of Thalassa. To ensure Lysander’s safety, he felt compelled to have someone keep eyes
on Thalassa around the clock.
“Alright, I agree!” Thalassa replied promptly upon hearing Zephyr’s terms.
With a heavy heart, Zephyr turned and began his ascent up the staircase. Each step seemed more burdensome than the last,
his weary frame struggling against the gravity of his situation.
His body was worn and weak, but he mustered all the strength he could not to collapse.
Lysander was in dire need of him now, and if he faltered, it would be as if he were abandoning his boy to fate.
So, no matter how exhausted or feeble he felt, Zeph couldn’t let himself fall.
Watching Zephyr climb the stairs, Thalassa’s previously tightened heart began to unwind, and her tense body suddenly went
limp, collapsing into a more relaxed state.
Witnessing her relief, Joshua rushed to her aid. “Thalassa, get up. Zephyr has given his word!” he exclaimed, his usually
composed demeanor giving way to excitement.
Joshua, who had always been the epitome of elegance, having seen much of the world, was visibly moved. He had tensed up
seeing Thalassa kneel, fearing Zephyr would be a tough nut to crack, but thankfully Zephyr had consented in the end.
Perhaps it was because Zephyr loved Lysander so deeply that he would not let slip even the slightest chance that might awaken
his grandson.
With Joshua’s support, Thalassa stood up with shaky legs. She wobbled a bit when putting weight on her feet, prompting Joshua
to steady her quickly.
Once Thalassa was stable, she turned her gaze toward the person aiding her, ready to say thanks, but when she realized it was
Joshua, and that a man she hardly knew was this close to her, a wave of discomfort and alienation washed over her.
She withdrew her hand quickly, stepping back to keep some distance, and said with a strained and distant look, “Thank you.”

Joshua felt a moment’s embarrassment at her withdrawal but quickly reassured himself.
It was all right. Thalassa had only recently acknowledged him as her father. It was natural for her to be reserved and maintain a
polite distance. With time, he believed they would grow closer.
“Let’s go to the hospital together to see Lysander,” Joshua suggested.
“I’ll take you,” offered David.
Now that Zephyr had agreed to let Thalassa care for Lysander, taking them to see him shouldn’t be seen as defiance, David
thought.
“Thank you, David.” Thalassa replied eagerly upon hearing she could see Lysander.
It had been five days since the incident, five days since she had last seen Lysander.
When Lysander was untouchable and controlling, she wished she could avoid him every day, perhaps forever.
But now, with Lysander’s life hanging in the balance and confined to a hospital bed, the mere five-day absence felt like centuries
to Thalassa. She was desperate to see him and to be at his side.
David drove Thalassa and Joshua to the hospital, which was the best in Starhaven.
Lysander was staying in a deluxe suite, and David led Thalassa and Joshua there.
Upon learning which room Lysander was in, Thalassa hurried over but was stopped by David. “Ms. Everhart, please wait. You
can’t just barge in there.”
Thalassa’s heart sank, riddled with confusion. “Why?”
Had Zephyr changed his mind, deciding not to let her care for Lysander after all?