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.

been so confident, suddenly felt as

less certain, "Well, it's just not proper, considering the difference between men

to one woman," Lysander said, turning his head away to look straight ahead. David immediately caught

watched Lysander's retreating figure,

lingered; Sinclair Manor housed other women

Rosalind already moving into Sinclair Manor, he still wanted her to come over for work discussions? Hadn't he mentioned before that she was a thorn in Rosalind's side, that Rosalind was

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Sinclair Manor, wasn't this just provoking

What was Lysander thinking?

moment, he was willing to let her be killed for Rosalind's peace of mind, the next, he

nearing the restaurant's exit, Thalassa hurried

just a work discussion, after all. If it

and Rosalind.