The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1276

“What do you consider to be right?” A cold voice resonated through the room.

He hadn’t arrived yet, but his presence was already felt by everyone nearby.

Without turning, Thalassa knew it was Lysander.

She didn’t look back, continuing to eat her oatmeal, lost in her own world, when the seat beside her was taken by a towering figure with an unmistakable aura.

As Lysander sat down, a chill seemed to emanate from him, making Thalassa slow her spoonfuls of oatmeal.

Callum’s face turned even sourer, his previously amiable gaze darkening.

Evelyn offered a nervous smile and greeted, “Mr. Sinclair, you’re up early. What would you like? I’ll go get something for you.”

“Mom, let me,” Thalassa stood up, her steps taking her towards the breakfast buffet.

Lysander was a man of unpredictable moods, quick to anger.

if Evelyn irritated him, the outcome wouldn’t be

course, Thalassa couldn’t let her mother take that risk.

of plain oatmeal and a side of pickles for Lysander, placing them before him on the table.

panicked at the sight of Thalassa’s choices and scolded, “What are

have the same needs. The buffet offered simple fare like doughnuts, cereals, oatmeal, and

grand five-star establishment. It was just a modest hotel, and

called out,

tongue, not daring to look at Lysander, fearing

feared they might be chased away

then Lysander’s deep voice broke the silence, “I’ve never tried pickles

a pickle with his fork

up incredulously, worrying he would spit it out in

of privilege. Surely, he

delicate stomachs, especially not for

was on edge, Lysander swallowed the pickle and, to everyone’s surprise,

remained calm, continuing to eat

broke the silence.