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

Thalassa couldn’t let her mother

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

sight of Thalassa’s choices and scolded, “What are you

words, as if Lysander wasn’t human and didn’t have the same needs.

establishment. It was just a modest hotel, and modest

out, a gentle reminder.

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

with apprehension, as Evelyn feared they might be chased away like the day before.

deep voice broke the silence, “I’ve never tried pickles with oatmeal before. It’s worth a

picked up a pickle with his fork

looked up incredulously, worrying he would

of privilege. Surely, he hadn’t eaten such simple food

for those with delicate stomachs, especially not for

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

Thalassa remained calm, continuing to eat

a chuckle broke the