The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 557

Lysander’s eyes, profound and enigmatic, gave her a fleeting glance. He registered her flushed face, and a flicker of amusement danced in the depths of his eyes. It was followed by a slight movement of his Adam’s apple.

He headed to the bathroom. His steps echoed softly before the door shut behind him.

The sound of the shower drizzled softly, mist fogging up the frosted glass and obscuring the silhouette within.

Despite her fatigue, Thalassa knew she couldn’t delay. The children were waiting for her downstairs, eager to indulge in their prearranged playtime.

She opted for a turtleneck dress from her wardrobe. Once dressed and freshened up, she descended the stairs.

The dining room scene was heartwarming.

Lysander sat at one end of the rectangular table, impeccably dressed in a suit and tie. His handsome features were relaxed as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

He was elegantly partaking of his breakfast.

Across the table, four little munchkins were obediently enjoying their meal.

riot of chatter and laughter, with bits of food strewn about

then, the children were unusually quiet, eating their breakfast with decorum. Each of them had a napkin tucked into their collars to prevent any

their disposal, ready to attend to their needs at a

Thalassa. A touch of melancholy intertwined with profound

their father, the children received

her, they

children, Lysander was their father, and he ensured their

shrimp’s so tasty, and you should try some,” Elowen’s sweet and innocent voice broke the silence. Her eyes were glowing with delight as she held a

resembled a little

tugged at Thalassa’s lips as she approached the table, only to pause when

no space. The other sides of the table lacked the necessary tableware and chairs.

that spot was

silent intimidation, was not Thalassa’s first choice.

she settled down next to Lysander.

little gentleman, offered her