The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1309

“I’ll let you know when it’s time,” Lysander said, ending the call abruptly.

David’s hands clutched the steering wheel firmly as he carved out a moment to glance at Lysander. “Mr. Sinclair, where to now?”

Had Mr. Sinclair really instructed Fitch to stop picking up the kids for a while? Did that mean the kids were going to stay at Thalassa’s place for the time being?

Since when had Mr. Sinclair become so charitable?

Of course, that was a question he dared not voice out loud.

Lysander, massaging the bridge of his nose, looking a tad weary, replied, “The office.”

“Alright,” David responded, spinning the wheel to change direction. He took a quick glimpse of Lysander in the rear-view mirror. The usually stern and formidable man seemed enveloped in a faint air of melancholy today.

“Mr. Sinclair, it’s after hours. Are you heading back to the office to work overtime? You seem beat. Maybe you should head home and have a rest,” David blurted out, concern for his boss’s well-being.

“Are you missing Afriland now?” Lysander shot back a deep, penetrating look.

clamped his mouth shut instantly.

to Star Harbor Villa with the four

Evelyn,

round of the gourmet competition aga teacher said if I make it through the next round, I can

sharing her joy with her

going international! That’s amazing!” Thalassa pinched her

I agree,” Elowen beamed with

is a virtue. Remember?” Dorian

I can eat?” Elowen tilted her head in confusion.

only through the lens of a

to taste all the delicious food the world has

of life and adorably cute, Evelyn’s

house was now infused with warmth and life, reminiscent of

you play with the kids for a bit. I’ll go make dinner,” Evelyn offered.

the kids. I’ll take care of dinner.”

she headed to the kitchen.