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.

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

to meet today is a personal

spoken to her about his

to apologize on her behalf,” Callum said, his kind

words, Thalassa stammered, “Mr.-Callum, why would you apologize for Debby? What’s your role

to default to “Mr. Gordon” out of habit, but remembering his

seriousness indeed caught her off guard.

Callum explained, “Debby’s

She’d never known about the connection between Callum

of her,” Callum continued, delving into the tale of how he and Leopold met, grew to know

Leopold that when she found out he was going overseas, and given I was abroad too, she asked me to help him out. Eventually, I met Leopold and was impressed by his determination.