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.

and haste resulted in a clattering of utehsils, drawing the attention of the two men in the living room.

looking for?” a wickedly cool

in surprise, spinning around to see Alaric leaning against the door frame, arms crossed, watching her with a relaxed gaze.

looking for a

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

pulse quickened at his words. She hurriedly denied, “No, of course

shifted, struggling to find

was trying to find disposable cups to serve you coffee,” she finally

have disposable cups, or where

collapsed while dealing those

her brain, she

herself to keep calm, explaining, “My mom usually handles these things at home, buying and putting away stuff. I don’t usually get involved in housekeeping,

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

and left

sitting on the sofa, his eyes glued to a location map on his phone.

the dot that was so

approached him, “Lysander, shouldn’t we

towards