The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 367

She walked over to him. “Mr. Sinclair, I’m free to leave now, right?”

She was accustomed to calling him Lysander, but the moment the word slipped from her lips, she hastily swallowed it back and changed her words.

Initially, she had always referred to him as Mr. Sinclair until he convinced her to become his woman. Then, he ordered her to address him as Lysander.

So, in private, she always called him Lysander.

Calling him by his first name somehow made the distance between them seem less vast, as if they were simply in love, addressing each other as lovers, devoid of hierarchy or barriers.

But with Bruce’s arrival, everything changed.

The name Lysander became unattainable.

His social standing was lofty, his aura intimidating. It was not something her humble status could dare to cross.

The gap between their classes widened once again.

The transition from addressing him as Mr. Sinclair to Lysander was incredibly challenging, but reverting back to Mr. Sinclair only took one cold and oppressive glance.

Lysander didn’t even bat an eyelid, elegantly cutting his steak, his chilly voice ringing out, “No! Without my permission, you’ll stay here. You’re not going anywhere.”

Thalassa pleaded

and icy eyes, giving her a glance, “Isn’t

choked up, unable to utter a

to hide the pacifier sticking out from the sofa,

deliberately sitting on his lap and saying

God knew how nervous

to appease him, saying, “Mr. Sinclair, tomorrow is a workday, I need

replied, calmly continuing to cut his

Thalassa was speechless.

work with the boss, only to

have been overjoyed.

couldn’t bring herself to feel

was incredibly anxious, restless, and

her kids, and they missed

hadn’t seen them in over a day. If she didn’t return soon, they would surely miss their

unable to eat because they

had to go

tone, “Mr. Sinclair, please let me go back. If I don’t, my mom will