The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 939

Thalassa’s hands were clammy with nerves as she worried about the potential storm brewing within Lysander’s ever-unpredictable mood.

Even Fitch wiped the sweat from his brow, knowing that standing up to Lysander when he was on edge was a domain reserved. for the brave-or the foolish.

Fitch was trembling, bracing for the tempest that was Lysander’s wrath.

But to everyone’s surprise, Lysander simply massaged his temples and spoke in a deep, resonant voice, “Everyone sleeps in their own room tonight and wait for your mom to come tuck you in with a bedtime story.”

“I don’t wanna…” Little Elowen, not quite grasping the meaning behind Lysander’s words, started to object.

Before she could finish, Thalassa quickly covered her mouth, gently guiding her towards her room. She whispered into her eyes, “Daddy means that Mom will come and tell you a story, but you have to be in your own beds, waiting for your turn.”

Elowen blinked her confused eyes, “Is that what he meant?”

“Of course,” Thalassa reassured her.

not sleepy, I wanna stay up for Mommy’s story!” exclaimed Dorian,

time!” Sophie declared, her little

and won’t fall asleep,” Atticus said, always the most considerate, letting his

for their stories. Thalassa stood up, watching the children disappear

go check on Elowen and Sophie,” Thalassa said

kids lay in their beds, their damp skin

and Sophie into their

tonight,” Elowen said in her sweet, coaxing voice

in agreement,

dressed and hop into bed, I’ll

obediently, climbing into bed and settling down.

in hand, Thalassa began the nightly ritual of the bedtime

as a lullaby, easily lulled the children into

she could finish the tale, Elowen and Sophie had drifted off to