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.

sleepy, I wanna stay up for

story time!” Sophie declared, her

to me last. I’ll wait up for Mommy and won’t fall asleep,” Atticus said, always

four little ones dashed to the bathroom, eager to wash up and snuggle into bed ready for their stories. Thalassa stood up, watching the children disappear into the bathroom with a smile.

Elowen and Sophie,” Thalassa said quickly, seeking an

the kids lay in their beds, their damp skin

Elowen and Sophie into their pajamas, her mood

wanna sleep with you and Sophie tonight,” Elowen said

in agreement, “Yeah,

was warm, “Of course, you can. Get dressed and hop into bed, I’ll be right there with a

ones complied obediently, climbing

storybook in hand, Thalassa began the nightly ritual of the bedtime story.

voice, soothing as a lullaby, easily lulled

the tale, Elowen and Sophie had drifted off to sleep.