The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1167

Chapter 1167 

David had been exiled to Afriland and hadn’t returned, leaving the entire bodyguard squad around Lysander on edge. They tightened their belts, vigilant and tense. 

Lysander, however, didn’t dwell on their mistakes. He opened the bag and took out a bowl of creamy soup. Approaching the bed, he scooped a spoonful and said, “Have some; having enough food will help you recover soon.” 

He brought the spoon to her lips, but Thalassa was flustered. She quickly took the spoon and bowl from his hands, “I can eat by myself. You should eat too. You’re hurt. You need the nourishment for a speedy recovery.” 

Hearing her concern, Lysander’s mood brightened. He didn’t insist on feeding her, instead returning to the table to eat his own bowl of soup. 

Debby tossed and turned in her bed, unable to find sleep. 

Her mind was racing with thoughts of Thalassa. 

Had she been burned alive? 

Did the grass catch fire? 

Did the flames reach Thalassa? 

If the grass didn’t ignite, Thalassa would survive, merely scared but unharmed as the fire from the gasoline around the grave died out. 

But if it did catch fire, Thalassa would be charred and burned alive. 

The image of Thalassa engulfed in flames sent a shiver through Debby, mixing fear and regret within her. 

Yet the thought of Thalassa surviving left her unsatisfied and her thirst for revenge unquenched. 

If Thalassa was dead, Debby would be uneasy; if alive, she would be unwilling. 

Tangled in this conflict, she tossed and turned and couldn’t find rest. 

Until she heard noises downstairs in the villa and felt someone coming, and not just one person was on their way-the commotion was a big one. 

Startled, Debby dressed and descended the stairs, only to find her mother speaking with several police officers. 

“You must be mistaken. My Debby was home all night and wouldn’t commit murder or arson,” Carina said, her face a mask of disbelief as she calmly tried to explain to the 

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officers. 

“The evidence is conclusive. There’s no room for argument,” an officer said sternly, and turning to see Debby at the stairwell, he stepped past Carina, approaching her with his badge outstretched, “Debby, we suspect you’re involved in an arson and murder case. Please come with us to assist the investigation. This is a warrant for your arrest.” 

Debby, initially shocked and panicked, felt her fear dissipate upon seeing the warrant. A sardonic smile crept across her face and made her look a bit spooky. “Is she dead?” she asked.