The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 937

Susan’s face twisted with fury and envy, but when Callum glanced over, she switched to a smile in an instant.

In the few seconds Callum had to observe, he caught a glimpse of Susan’s two-faced charade. With a sardonic chuckle to himself but a practiced grin on his face, he said, “Susan, what happened? Couldn’t charm Mr. Sinclair into giving you a ride home?”

He hadn’t seen what went down in the VIP lounge, but he had a pretty good hunch about Susan’s intentions-she must have pulled out all the stops trying to seduce Lysander, and failed!

Susan’s forced smile stiffened for a moment, but she quickly reverted to a coquettish one. “Oh, Mr. Gordon, you jest. Mr. Sinclair and I have only met a few times. Why would he take me home? We’re hardly old friends.” Despite not outright denying her desire to go home with Lysander, her words remained playful.

Callum had to give her credit for being so brazen about her ambitions.

“If you’re looking for assistance, maybe I can be of service.” With that, Callum sidestepped her and walked away.

Susan’s pulse quickened as she spun around to face his retreating back. “Mr. Gordon, are you saying you can help me win over Lysander?”

then proceeded without looking

thought how odd Callum was-offering help then brushing

the Royal

car halted, Thalassa flung open the door and marched towards

once you’ve finished bathing, I’ll take you to meet your father.

living room, Fitch was trying

don’t wanna bathe until Daddy’s back.”

Mommy to wash me,” Elowen

and Grandma,” Sophia murmured, tears circling her

Mommy?”

four kids standing their ground against Fitch, adorably

about wanting Mommy

panicked and icy moments before, melted at the sight, and a smile