The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Two days later, at Royal Estates.

The head of security approached Lysander with a careful air of guilt, "Mr. Sinclair, Susan has escaped. We've looked for two days but haven't been able to track her down."

"Did you check the passenger lists for trains, planes, and buses?" Lysander's voice was a deep rumble.

If they couldn't find her in Starhaven, there was a chance she used public transport to go somewhere else.

The security head nodded, "We've checked. There's no record of Susan buying a ticket."

Lysander's presence turned icily formidable.

The security head, sensing the mounting pressure, nodded with a nervous apology, "Mr. Sinclair, I failed in my duties. I'll definitely intensify the search for Susan immediately." Lysander waved him off.

head bowed and

from outside. Seeing the tense departure of the security head, he cast a curious glance his way before approaching Lysander, "Mr. Sinclair, I've set up a meeting this afternoon with a team from a jewelry design firm. We're

gave him a deep

were away from the company, your cousin, Payton Sinclair, took charge. Under his management, the company

logically, he'd naturally start with a project. He'd use the success

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three years, David had been in name only the president's assistant. But as Payton had his own

Lysander, filled with purpose and energy every day. Having a goal, a promising career path, and a high salary made him feel motivated. Now, drawing a meager salary that didn't match his position, his status in the company dwindling by the day, he felt sidelined, a nonentity to snobbery colleagues who now dared to belittle him.