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.

and if Evelyn irritated

couldn’t let her mother take that

and a side of pickles for Lysander, placing them before

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

if Lysander wasn’t human and didn’t have the same needs. The buffet offered simple fare like doughnuts, cereals,

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

out, a

not daring to look at Lysander, fearing his

thick with apprehension, as Evelyn feared they might

never tried pickles

up a pickle with

incredulously, worrying he would spit it out in

privilege. Surely, he

for those with delicate stomachs, especially not for a

and, to

with nerves, Thalassa remained calm, continuing to eat her oatmeal and

a chuckle broke