The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Thalassa snapped back to the present, locking eyes with Lysander. "Mr. Sinclair, if you're worried about eavesdroppers, we could just book a private room. Taking work discussions to your home doesn't really seem appropriate, does it?"

Thalassa was firm on not going to Sinclair Manor.

Lysander had kicked her out of Sinclair Manor the moment he woke up, and now he was inviting her back? Wasn't this some kind of twisted joke?

She was not some kind of servant to be summoned and dismissed at will.

Besides, it was Rosalind who was now taking care of Lysander, probably living at Sinclair Manor too.

Going there would only show her how close Lysander and Rosalind had become.

Why would she put herself through that torture?

No sooner had Thalassa finished speaking than Lysander's deep, magnetic voice filled the air, "What's wrong with that?"

His brows arched in challenge, his handsome face a blend of beauty and authority that made hearts race involuntarily.

confident, suddenly felt as if she was the one

came out less certain, "Well, it's just

Lysander said, turning his head away to

deep breath, Thalassa watched Lysander's retreating figure, her

lingered; Sinclair Manor housed other women too, obviously

her to come over for work discussions? Hadn't he mentioned before that she was a thorn in Rosalind's side, that Rosalind was uneasy about their past? Even going so far as to have Susan confront her, suggesting her death would remove

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back to Sinclair Manor, wasn't this just provoking Rosalind

What was Lysander thinking?

of mind, the next, he didn't care about Rosalind's feelings by inviting

Lysander nearing the restaurant's exit, Thalassa hurried to

discussion, after all. If it upset Rosalind, that was Lysander's

this was between Lysander and Rosalind. Why worry