The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 502

In Royal Estates.

Fitch and the house staff had prepared a sumptuous dinner, each dish meticulously arranged on the dining table.

Lysander, tall and imposing, descended the staircase.

He was clad in a charcoal silk robe, the fabric shimmering under the crystal chandelier was just like the cool aura he exuded.

Even in lounge wear, he managed to evoke a sense of grandeur and luxury.

As he descended, Fitch turned to him and said with respect, “Sir, your dinner is served…”

His words trailed off as he noticed something odd about Lysander’s neck. He froze, fear and apprehension clouding his face.

Lysander noticed Fitch’s erratic look and frowned in irritation, “What are you looking at?”

“Oh, nothing. Please enjoy your meal,” Fitch quickly bowed his head and retreated.

table and polishing the silverware, froze in their tracks as they caught sight

was stern

not eaten since morning and had expended quite some energy, he was indeed hungry.

at the table, elegantly cutting into his steak

descended the staircase just as he took the first bite.

out, she had planned on darting out of the manor unseen. But she

I

couldn’t tell him that she was worried about picking up their child, could she?

gaze sweeping over her from top to bottom.

black shirt, she was rolling up the long sleeves and revealing her slender,

was accentuating her petite figure. The shirt barely covered her thighs; her long, slender

was an

darkened, “Who allowed you to dress like

Fitch and the other staff turned

glance from others was seen as an offense.

Was I supposed to wrap

up quickly. His

as he seized her