The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1292

“Come on, you can’t just ask ‘why’ right off the bat. You’ve gotta take a guess first,” David chimed in, lightening the mood with the tacit approval of Mr. Sinclair.

He didn’t need to say a word – Mr. Sinclair’s eyes were practically nudging him to pipe up.

“Mom, take a guess. Why do you think David’s turned into such a dark knight?” Thalassa teased, her lips curling into a smile as she nudged Evelyn playfully.

Evelyn had been down in the dumps the whole trip, and Thalassa wanted to cheer her by drawing her into the conversation.

Evelyn lifted her gaze, glanced ahead, then turned to Thalassa, her voice still heavy with emotion, “What else could it be? He’s tanned, obviously.”

David laughed heartily. “Sharp as a tack, you got it in one!”

Thalassa didn’t find the joke all that funny. It was more like dry humor, if you ask her.

tan?” David kept his eyes on the road

get such a quick tan? Have you looked in the mirror lately?” Thalassa

see my own face,”

the same sun, yet it feels so different depending on where you are? Some places scorch like the Sahara, others are as cold as the Arctic. It’s kinda like people – some are warm as a summer’s day,

glance at Lysander – the man who was as chilly as the metaphorical tundra he was alluding to.

heart skipped a beat at David’s words, worried

only bold but apparently had nerves of steel to openly call Lysander an iceman to his

but speaking volumes more

hotter it gets. Mr. Sinclair and Ms. Everhart here must be feeling that heat being so close to each other.”

your mouth, or I’ll zip it for

a twinge of worry for David. His trip to Afriland seemed to have emboldened him to a

the banter and got straight to the point. “Mr. Sinclair, one

it and shut up!”