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.

tracks as they caught sight of Lysander’s neck. Yet, fearing his icy authority, they all bowed their heads in silence and busied

stern and

since morning and had expended quite some energy, he was indeed

elegantly cutting into his steak with his

hurriedly descended the staircase just as he took the first

darting out of the manor unseen. But she found him now slowly enjoying his dinner

I leave now? My mother called

worried about picking up their child, could she?

gaze sweeping over her from top to

she was rolling up the long sleeves and revealing

was accentuating her petite figure. The shirt barely covered her thighs; her long, slender legs were looking so smooth

an

handsome face darkened, “Who allowed

in Lysander’s voice, Fitch and the other staff turned away instantly

glance from others was seen

I supposed to wrap myself

her words hung in the air, he stood up quickly. His towering figure cast

seized her wrist and pulled her upstairs.