The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Julian and Helena, though led away by their parents, were practically strangers to the couple, having met their in-laws for the first time.

Hertha was worried sick that the kids would be frightened or throw tantrums from not seeing her for a long stretch, fearing her parents wouldn't be able to handle their meltdowns. "Take a look at this," Ethan said, pulling some documents from his briefcase.

As Hertha started to focus on the jewelry designs, Thalassa shot a meaningful glance at Lysander.

Lysander was holding the documents for the designs she was supposed to work on, yet he hadn't handed them over to her.

She looked at Lysander, but he seemed not to notice her gaze, leisurely sipping his tea as if he wasn't in any rush to get down to business.

Seeing Lysander ignoring her, she politely said, "Mr. Sinclair, is there anything in those documents I can help with?"

If her look wasn't hint enough, Thalassa's words certainly were direct.

After she spoke, her hopeful eyes met his as he calmly placed his teacup down, his deep gaze flicking over to her, saying, "No rush."

puzzled. What did he mean by 'no rush'? Wasn't the whole point of this meeting to tackle work-related issues? Hertha had already dived into work mode, and here

Lysander's thoughts elusive, and now more than

hour, Hertha had meticulously explained the technical

"I don't sweat the small stuff; just discuss it with

didn't you say so earlier?

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remark, "Ms. Kensington, have some tea. Maybe it's best you sit closer to our director; he's a bit hard

at a loss for

the water Ethan handed her, she hurried through her explanation to save time and possibly

her chair next to Alaric, pointing out the details in the documents she

on the documents. However,

classic rosy-cheeked face, possibly flushed from irritation or haste, resembled a ripe