The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 550

Lysander cradled Thalassa and strode out of the bar. A sleek black Rolls Royce was parked at the entrance. Neon lights glided over its luxurious exterior, casting a myriad of colors on the imposing and untouchable veneer.

As he approached, the car door swung open.

Several adorable tots clambered out.

With their little legs pumping, they ran towards Lysander, their heads bobbing in a cutely clumsy manner. Their innocent faces, illuminated by the vibrant city lights, glowed with

excitement.

“Mummy!”

“Mummy!

“Mummy!”

“Mummy!”

Four voices called out in unison. The little ones tumbled towards Lysander, grabbing onto his trousers, reaching up to touch Thalassa in his arms.

as though Lysander had a swarm of

this point, Thalassa, overcome by alcohol, was fast asleep. The children she yearned to meet

who had stepped out, caught this

him, grabbing his legs, their

puzzled. What was going

seeing Thalassa’s closed eyes and unconscious state, furrowed his small brow with concern, his childish voice was laced

you paying attention to us? We aren’t going to bed; we want to

placed a chubby finger on her lips, making

pure cuteness.

wake her mom up so her voice was

her mood became much more stable

nearby gave her

was utterly confused. What were these

Mom?

Hertha’s

saw Lysander glance down at the children. His deep-set eyes scanned over their faces as he said, “Be good

always the obedient one, nodded vigorously and was the first to scamper towards the car.

eyes widened in

hearing, was there? What did that