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.

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

aura was stern and intimidating.

had expended quite

the table, elegantly

as he took

the manor unseen.

approached him, “Mr. Sinclair, can I leave now? My mother called me

was worried about picking up their child, could

gaze sweeping over her from

in his black shirt, she was rolling up the long sleeves and revealing

The shirt barely covered her thighs; her long,

was an

“Who allowed

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

from others was seen

“I had no clothes to wear. Was I supposed to wrap myself in a bed sheet instead?”

up quickly. His

heart as he seized her wrist and pulled her