The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1217

In the Fortune Restaurant.

This time, Callum didn’t opt for a private booth. Instead, he took a seat at one of the diner’s tables in the main eating area, the hum of conversation and clinking of cutlery surrounding them. Once settled, he flagged down a waitress and started to order their meal.

Thalassa eyed him curiously. “Mr. Gordon, is there something urgent you wanted to tell me?” she asked. Throughout their car ride earlier, he’d managed to sidestep any serious conversation.

A gentle smile played on Callum’s lips. “I’d much prefer if you called me Callum,” he replied with an affable warmth.

Thalassa felt a tinge of embarrassment. She had called him Callum at their first encounter out of surprise, without thinking too much. Now that she was collected, she leaned towards using “Mr. Gordon” as it seemed more polite and more proper.

In an attempt to mask her awkwardness, Thalassa picked up her cup of coffee and took a sip, feeling the warmth of the diner’s signature blend.

issue. He cradled his own coffee cup, seemingly absorbed in the simple act of holding it. His casual and natural gestures complemented the

asked to meet today is

her expression open and expectant: Callum had never before spoken to her about his personal life.

to say the least. I’d like to apologize on her behalf,”

words, Thalassa stammered, “Mr.-Callum, why would you

habit, but remembering his earlier request,

seriousness indeed caught her off guard.

explained, “Debby’s my

for Thalassa. She’d never known

relationship with him started partly because of her,” Callum continued, delving into the tale of how he and Leopold met, grew to know each other, and

given I was abroad too, she asked me to help him out. Eventually, I met Leopold and was impressed by his determination. We were both in the throes