The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 707

The moment Thalassa heard this, she became flustered and quickly tried to explain, “I didn’t say it like that…”

Before she could finish, she was met with Lysander’s icy and piercing gaze.

Frightened, she froze and silently sipped her water, saying nothing more.

Had she upset him by not telling others that she was his girlfriend?

And if she did, wouldn’t her punishment be severe?

“So, what if I claimed to be your girlfriend just to get in here? What are you going to do about it? Come on, go ahead; I’m not scared.” Hertha defiantly raised her chin and stepped closer to Alaric.

Caught off guard by her boldness, Alaric shifted his chair away, distancing himself from her.

His tone was unmistakably that of one who had admitted defeat. “Alright, ma’am, you win. Can we drop it now?”

“Hmph, calling me ma’am won’t help!” Hertha responded with a huff of arrogance.

side with a respectful, pleasing demeanor. He smiled and said, “Mr. Sinclair, your

at the corner of her mouth. Such sycophancy was

embarrassment for

his drink as his aura exuded an intimidating

in a dilemma,

and whispered something

front of Lysander, acting humbler than ever. “Mr. Sinclair,

going bankrupt, all thanks

Lysander to play golf today, hoping to beg for mercy on behalf of the Brennan

holding the water bottle, paused. She

The Brennan family?

Faye’s

bottle magnified Lysander’s hand

reflect. If you can’t do that, someone will take you to a place where you can.” Lysander spoke with a chilling, imposing tone, leaving

eyes dimmed