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

cool voice echoed from

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

I’m looking

This isn’t actually your place, is it?” Alaric raised

words. She hurriedly denied, “No, of

to find an excuse.

I was trying to find

You don’t even know if you have disposable cups, or where they might

pressure, Hertha literally collapsed while

her brain, she couldn’t outwit them.

“My mom usually handles these things at home, buying

better, I’d think you were

around and

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

so near, his eyes

him, “Lysander, shouldn’t we be

headed towards one of the rooms.