The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 443

Lysander spoke and, even if the reporters were bodacious, they dared not ignore his words.

One by one, the reporters took their leave.

The room, which had been filled with the cacophony of chatter, began to quiet down

Hertha was curious. The reporters were gone, the reward money had been given to her, so why was Lysander still hanging around?

Just as she was puzzling over this, she noticed Lysander’s gaze fell on a particular spot in the room; his eyes were deep and introspective.

A wave of panic washed over Hertha. Had Lysander discovered something?

She nervously offered, “Mr. Sinclair, Mr. Falconer, you must be thirsty. Let me get you a cup of coffee.”

Oh, for heaven’s sake, just drink your coffee and leave already.

If they stick around any longer, I’ll have a full-blown anxiety attack. She thought in her mind.

Hertha moved into the kitchen, only to find that she couldn’t locate the cups. She began to rummage through drawers and cupboards.

clattering of utehsils, drawing the attention of the two men in the living

you looking for?” a wickedly cool voice

around to see Alaric leaning against the door frame, arms crossed, watching her with

“I… I’m looking for a drinking

glass in your own home? This isn’t actually your place, is it?” Alaric raised an eyebrow and dropped her a

“No,

gaze shifted, struggling to find an

trying to find disposable cups to serve you coffee,” she finally found a plausible reason.

don’t even know if you have disposable cups, or where they might be?” Alaric’s

and under pressure, Hertha literally collapsed while dealing

she

at home, buying and putting away stuff. I don’t usually get involved in housekeeping, so I don’t know

you, all flustered. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were hiding something. No need to fuss, we’re

and left the

glued to a location map on

so near, his eyes darkened.

shouldn’t we

towards one of the