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.

set him off, and if Evelyn irritated him,

let her mother take

of plain oatmeal and a side of pickles for

Thalassa’s choices and scolded, “What are you doing giving

didn’t have the same needs.

was just a modest hotel, and modest food was what they provided.

Thalassa called out, a

to look at Lysander, fearing his reaction and what he might do to Thalassa.

tensed, thick with apprehension, as Evelyn feared they might

deep voice broke the silence, “I’ve never tried

a pickle with his fork and took

worrying he would spit it out in disgust.

a man of privilege. Surely, he hadn’t eaten

not for those with delicate stomachs, especially

on edge, Lysander swallowed the pickle and, to everyone’s surprise, a smile played

with nerves, Thalassa remained calm,

broke the silence.