The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1159
“Every morning at that same ungodly hour, I’d be there on the bus, waiting for you. And today, you finally showed up,” Debby
said when she tossed the cap of the water bottle away, standing in front of Thalassa and lifting the bottle high as she began to
douse her with gasoline.
The biting stench of fuel assaulted Thalassa’s senses, almost suffocating her as the liquid soaked through her clothes, sending a
shiver of cold through her muscles.
She clenched; fear and scare had occupied her mind.
“Debby, stop this madness,” Thalassa pleaded with a trembling voice. “If I die, you can’t escape this as well. The cops will be all
over you in no time...”
“I’ll go
go with answered.
you then. What’s death to be feared if one you love the most has gone?” Debby
“But think of your parents, your siblings, and your friends who care about you...” Thalassa tried to reach into Debby’s dwindling
grasp on life. As long as she had someone to care for, she wouldn’t go extreme.
She’s clearly trying to die with Thalassa.
But Thalassa couldn’t afford to die now. She carried a new life within her; this wasn’t just about her anymore. Two lives would be
gone if she’s dead.

And she had four little angels at home who needed their mother. Also, she had her own mother to take care of. Her mother would
be so agonized if she’s dead.
“Parents?” Debby scoffed and lowered her voice. “They’d rather see me chained in a loveless marriage. I refuse to rot in that
prison...”
Getting married to someone she didn’t love was just another form of imprisonment which led to a life sentence to unhappiness.
Her heart had died with Leopold, and what remained was a walking corpse.
As Debby finished her grim speech, she had emptied the bottle on Thalassa and discarded it with a clatter on the ground.
Thalassa’s panic rose. Debby’s desolate expression showed she was beyond reason, determined to embrace death and take
Thalassa with her.
Just then, Debby pulled out a lighter and was ready to strike.
“Debby, don’t do this!” Thalassa’s voice broke. She was desperate, “Leopold wouldn’t want this. He wouldn’t want to see me die
like this. If you burn me, I’ll be unrecognizable even to him in the afterlife. How could I keep him company then?”
Thalassa knew Debby held some belief in the afterlife. And it was why she wanted to send
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her down to join Leopold. That was her twisted fixation.

So Thalassa used Debby’s belief to persuade her.
Thalassa’s heart was racing and she was panic-stricken.
Debby was completely insane; she was acting out in crazy behaviors and losing all her marble.
Debby paused her hand with a flashlight in it. She picked up the flashlight on the ground and shone it around the area, then
spotted a pile of grass near a grave. It was still vibrant, a stark contrast to the grim setting. She pulled a handful and began to lay
it out around Thalassa’s body until she extended the grass to the gasoline-soaked ground.
Leopold’s grave was encircled with fuel, and Thalassa was tied to his headstone. The grass formed a radius from her body which
was soaked in gasoline.
The fumes mingled with the eerie darkness of the graveyard, wrapping Thalassa in a blanket of terror that made her heart pound
wildly.
Debby stepped back out of the circle, her face pale and detached as she addressed Thalassa from the other side of the deadly
ring, “I’ll ignite the outer ring of gasoline. If it burns through the grass and reaches you, it means Leopold wants you with him. Go
peacefully,” Debby said, her voice hollow. “But if the fire dies before it reaches you, maybe he doesn’t want...”
A wave of pain hit her heart as she said it. If Leopold didn’t want her dead, it would mean that he still loved and cared for her
despite his demise.
It didn’t matter though. Debby had nothing left after Leopold died. If sparing Thalassa meant fulfilling his last wishes, so be it.
“If the flames don’t get to you, someone will find you by morning,” Debby murmured almost to herself. With a flick of her thumb,
she ignited the lighter and set the edge of the grave ablaze.