The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1181

“I…I’d like a soda,” Sophia blurted, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

“Alright, kiddo, you guys get comfy and I’ll hit the cockpit,” Lysander answered them in a deep voice and took a long stride, literally heading towards the cockpit of the airplane.

Lysander was playing along with the kids’ game, and he was all in.

Fitch couldn’t help but let a fond smile spread across his face as he watched the scene unfold. He had seen Lysander grow up, and ever since the tragedy that took his parents, Lysander had become a fortress of solitude, laughter and love seemed to be barred from his life. He had no woman by his side, and he was always the lone wolf, his aura screaming ‘no trespassing’ to the world.

Over time, he had become the embodiment of cold indifference, a man who seemingly disowned the very concept of kinship.

But the loneliness that gnawed at his heart, the solitude that was his only constant companion, was invisible to the world.

Since Ms. Everhart and her children had arrived at Royal Estates, the harsh edges of Lysander’s demeanor had softened, even warmed.

Perhaps others couldn’t see it, but Fitch could. He had watched Lysander grow up; he understood the subtle shift in the man’s aura better than anyone else.

He wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye and slipped away quietly, leaving Lysander to his family, giving them the space and time to build their

morning playing with the kids, who were now joyfully exhausted. After lunch, the children retreated to their rooms for

about to head to the guest

her feet, cradled in Lysander’s arms. “Lysander, what are you

came Lysander’s deep, husky

wanted to protest – she wasn’t Elowen,

stairs and pushed open the door to

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the door shut behind them, and set her gently on the bed. His chest enveloped her, his breaths quick

breathing. “I thought we were just resting? I should go

guest bed’s broken, had to junk it,” Lysander’s voice was low

It breaks right after I use it?” she asked, half suspecting