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.

utehsils, drawing the attention of

looking for?” a wickedly cool voice

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

stammered, “I… I’m looking for a drinking

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

She hurriedly denied, “No, of

gaze shifted, struggling to find

our everyday glasses for guests. I was trying to find disposable cups

even know if you have disposable cups, or where they might be?”

pressure, Hertha literally collapsed

wracking her brain, she couldn’t outwit

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

better, I’d think you were hiding

and

sitting on the sofa, his eyes glued to

dot that was so near, his eyes darkened.

approached him, “Lysander, shouldn’t

headed towards one