The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 840

Chapter 840 

As Leopold lay on the ground, blood pooled around him and the pavement was stained a shocking red. 

Thalassa’s head was buzzing, her body trembling as her breaths came in fits and starts. Her hands shook as she reached out to touch him, but then she froze. 

She was scared to touch him, scared that he might shatter at the slightest contact. 

Tears blurred her vision, and the shrill cries of the reporters echoed around them. But to Thalassa, it was as if the world had muted. It was as if she was watching a silent film filled with a bleak, desolate sadness. 

“Call an ambulance… yes, an ambulance…” Thalassa’s panicked thoughts finally found some semblance of coherence. Fumbling, she pulled her phone from her pocket. 

Her trembling fingers struggled to tap the right buttons on the screen, and with great difficulty, she managed to dial the emergency number. Her voice, choked with tears, was barely audible as she cried out for help. 

“Please, someone’s fallen… fallen from a building…” 

Leopold, you have to be okay. The ambulance will be here soon. Thalassa’s hand shook as she clung to her phone as she prayed. 

The reporters who had been screaming in shock just moments ago were now pulling themselves together. Their fear was replaced with a morbid fascination. Cameras were being pointed at Leopold and everyone was vying for the scoop of the day. 

An intense flash of light caught Thalassa’s eye, and she looked up to see the cold, relentless camera lenses focused on Leopold’s broken form. 

A shrieking wave of pain surged within her as if her heart was stabbed. And with a roar of defiance, she staggered to her feet and lunged at the reporters, trying to push their cameras away. 

“Stop filming! Stop it!” 

ཀྟྭཱ བྷྲམྦུ ཧྥུཊྛ ༩ ཀྟེ དྷརྨཱ བྷྱཿཎྜ ལྦུ 

“Get back, stop filming! Please, just stop!” 

Leopold had always been a young man of grace. He wouldn’t want to be seen in such a state, to have his pain and suffering displayed for the world to see. 

Through the agony that threatened to tear her apart, Thalassa managed to push back the circling reporters and create a small safe haven around Leopold. 

Ethan, too, hadn’t expected the fallen figure to be Leopold. After a moment of stunned disbelief, he saw Thalassa struggling with the reporters and rushed forward to help her keep them at bay. 

“Leopold, my boy!” Amelia cried out from the 18th floor window, her heart aching as she watched the horrific scene unfold below. The pain was unbearable. 

Just moments ago, Leopold had been standing there, talking to her. And now… now he was lying on the cold, unforgiving concrete. Amelia couldn’t comprehend the reality of the situation. Her legs gave way beneath her, and she collapsed in a heap. 

She cried out as her tear–filled eyes caught sight of the swarm of reporters below. 

Lysander, too, was shocked. His pupils constricted as he turned to leave.