The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1291

Evelyn’s gaze fell as she grappled with an inner torment that refused to dissolve, a pang self-reproach vivid in her eyes.

The train was quick, reaching Starhaven in just two hours.

From the moment they disembarked, Thalassa could sense that something was off with Evelyn. As they stepped out of the station, Thalassa preempted any discussion, turning to Lysander and saying, “I need to get back to Star Harbor Villa to be with my mom.”

No sooner had she spoken than a sleek black Rolls-Royce rolled up beside them, the door swinging open to reveal a man in a crisp suit.

Thalassa did a double-take. The man seemed both unfamiliar and eerily recognizable.

Upon closer inspection, recognition dawned on her face. It was indeed an old acquaintance.

“David, how on earth did you get so tanned?” Thalassa blinked, half-convinced her eyes were deceiving her.

But after a more careful look, the features were unmistakably David’s, though his skin had taken on a deep bronze as if he’d spent considerable time basking in the Afriland sun.

pearly white teeth standing out

Evelyn, Mr. Sinclair, please get in the car,” he said, his tone a mix of respect and familiarity as he courteously held the

to Lysander. She had made her intentions clear about

with

he slid into

relieved he hadn’t insisted

Evelyn, she said,

held the door, allowing Evelyn to climb in first.

of sorts, her movements mechanical as she entered

onto the asphalt road, an eerie silence enveloped the interior despite the presence of four people. Thalassa sat closely next to Evelyn, their arms entwined, leaning on each

to Eldoria? David asked, his voice light,

only response was a

gesture to

in the afternoon. How much fun do