The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Lysander’s pouring of coffee paused, his eyes shifting over to Payne. “If we’re to find the most compelling evidence to convince my grandfather, we need to check if my grandmother’s body has Evelyn’s fingerprints on it. My grandfather has a guy guarding her remains. He wouldn’t let anyone get near.”

His words were a silent agreement to let Payne investigate.

Payne studied him, his gaze thoughtful. “I mean, she bore you four kids. I knew you can’t be that heartless.”

At these words, a cold aura radiated from Lysander, his eyes coolly sweeping Payne. “I’m doing this for my grandmother.”

Payne chuckled, “Okay, okay, it’s for your grandmother. Actually, we don’t need to touch your grandmother’s remains. I just need her clothes from the day of the incident would do.”

Lysander took a sip of his coffee, and responded with a deep voice, “Alright.”

After speaking with Payne, who had to leave for work, Lysander finished his coffee. As he stepped out of the café, a woman hurriedly blocked his path. She had a heart-shaped face with a sharp chin, big eyes, a cute, upturned nose, and a slender, curvaceous figure. She had the typical influencer look, not very recognizable among a crowd of pretty

women.

looked at

Group, is my father,” Charlotte introduced herself,

the numerous times they had met, yet he couldn’t recognize her. She wondered if she mattered to him at

was supposed to be his future

lowered, his intimidating aura filling the air, “What is

now. She was getting chummy with a man. She was about

were filled with a cold chill that

angry? Because of