The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1105

Thalassa rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath.

She had tried to warn him but to no avail. Wasn’t he the least bit grossed out that he was eating the spaghetti she had already twirled on her fork, with her saliva all over it?

Evelyn, holding a fresh plate of steaming spaghetti, was about to set it down in front of Lysander when she noticed that he was already digging into the one Thalassa had been eating from.

Evelyn shot Thalassa a surprised look, realizing that Lysander had taken the initiative himself. She placed the extra plate beside Lysander and turned to Thalassa, “Sweetie, you sit and eat. I’m beat. Off to bed for me.”

With that, Evelyn spun on her heel and headed to her room.

Evelyn might have been a straight-shooter and liked to nag Thalassa and vent her frustrations, but she was no fool.

She knew she’d be the third wheel if she stayed. So, she briskly retreated to her room, leaving them to their privacy.

Thalassa could read Evelyn’s mind like an open book. Her mother would rant about Lysander hogging her youth without taking responsibility, yet she also orchestrated opportunities for them to be together. Thalassa could never quite figure out her mother’s angle.

seat next to Lysander, exactly where Evelyn had deliberately placed the spaghetti, obviously to position

a fork, and elegantly started eating

you need something from me?” she asked

then had followed her to Star Harbor Villa. It must

voice resonated with

together. She

spaghetti and the soft clink of cutlery. Not a peep was

Lysander. He ate his spaghetti with such grace and

he manage that?

noise – something that highlighted the gap between them. Those small details

her throat, Thalassa focused on finishing her meal. When

plates and wash them in the kitchen. Coming back, she intended

she passed the dining table, Lysander’s baritone voice halted her, “Sit.”

breath, and fought the urge to walk away.