The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 609

Thalassa’s brows furrowed slightly. It was a subconscious reaction.

Faye ladled up a bowl of soup, stood up, bowed slightly, and placed it in front of Lysander. Her demeanor was humble and considerate.

“Mr. Sinclair,” she said, “I remember you always have a bowl of cod chowder after your social engagements, and I’ve always been the one to serve it to you.”

She finished speaking and looked at Lysander expectantly, waiting for him to take the soup and drink it.

There were a lot of hidden messages in what she just said.

In the past, she was Lysander’s personal assistant. She took care of him at every social event, so no one knew his habits better than she did.

Her hidden messages were not only for the others present, but also for Thalassa.

She wanted Thalassa to know that no one knew Lysander better than she did.

Thalassa naturally understood the subtext of her words.

Faye was declaring war on her.

what she thought it was. No

Lysander would

drank it, it would prove that Faye still had a

Lysander with a hint of anxiety in her

wasn’t a trace of emotion or affection for Faye anywhere on him.

the soup in front of him and turned a deaf ear to Faye.

but he was leisurely

considerate smile on Faye’s face gradually faded. It had become a stiff grin. She stood awkwardly, not knowing whether to stand or

“Lysander, Faye is talking to you. She knows you like cod chowder. She’s being considerate. You can’t just reject her good

his eyes. His deep gaze swept across Faye’s face and landed on Zephyr. He casually moved the cod chowder to Zephyr’s side, his low voice stating, “You like

face turned stiff. His anger made his face

smooth things over. “Oh, Zephyr, the kitchen made the cod chowder just for

hands clenched into fists. Her face showed how extremely embarrassed she felt.

be mad, Great-grandpa. My dad doesn’t like soup. He likes whipped cream.” Elowen’s adorable voice chimed

of pink cream from her cake and held it

cream flowers, don’t you? I’ll feed you. Open up…” Elowen’s voice was soft and childlike.

chubby little hand was covered in cream, as was her mouth. She