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.

one knew what might set him off, and if Evelyn

let her mother

oatmeal and a side of pickles for Lysander, placing them

of Thalassa’s choices and scolded, “What are you doing giving Mr. Sinclair

by her mother’s words, as if Lysander wasn’t human and didn’t have the same needs. The buffet offered simple fare like doughnuts, cereals, oatmeal, and

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

Thalassa called out,

her tongue, not daring to look at Lysander, fearing his reaction and what he might

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.

picked up a pickle with his fork and took a

incredulously, worrying he would spit it out in

a man of privilege. Surely, he

for those with delicate stomachs, especially not for a first-timer.

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

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

a chuckle broke the silence.