The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 668

Lysander recalled that this was the name of the little boy Elowen had mentioned yesterday.

The little boy might have swept his daughter off her feet.

Lysander cast a deep, penetrating gaze at Thalassa.

Thalassa didn’t know why she felt nervous. She was simply going through a test paper.

Even if Lysander saw it, it wouldn’t matter. Yet, when she saw him, she instinctively hid the rest of the study material.

It felt as if she weren’t allowed to do anything in front of him unless it was to cater to his physiological needs.

His powerful aura invaded her space, prompting her to instinctively hide anything that didn’t concern him, fearing what would happen if he discovered them.

Under Lysander’s oppressive gaze, Thalassa tried to nervously explain. “He’s Mr. Ethan’s nephew. Mr. Ethan asked me to tutor him in Spanish. I was planning to understand all the questions today, so I could explain them to him tomorrow.”

“So why are you hiding?” Lysander’s deep gaze scrutinized her, not giving her a chance to dodge his questions.

“I don’t know. It’s just an instinctive reaction.” Thalassa confessed honestly.

scare me? She thought.

had any interaction with others or did anything unrelated to him in his presence, it would become a reason

She was traumatized.

slightly, and he casually threw the exam paper on the nightstand. “It’s late. Go

understood this paper yet. I won’t be able to tutor him tomorrow.” Thalassa

If he couldn’t sleep and wanted to

hoping that both of them would be

him.” Lysander loosened

and she instinctively moved closer to get back the paper. “But it’s

unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his firm collarbone, lean chest, and clearly defined abs, which were

eyes.

manly scent spread invisibly in the air.

she gripped the bed sheet tightly and

He was tall, strong, and noble. His muscles were well-defined but not showy, exuding a lean and

was enough to make one

and unstable. She mentally prepared herself to withstand whatever

shirt, Thalassa quickly

a glance at her, noticing her tense and nervous look. He tossed his shirt on the hanger and strode into the bathroom,

door close, Thalassa finally opened her eyes.