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 if she was

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

Sinclair Manor isn't just home to one woman," Lysander said, turning his head away to look straight ahead.

breath, Thalassa watched Lysander's retreating figure, her

Manor housed other

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

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her back to Sinclair Manor, wasn't

What was Lysander thinking?

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

Lysander nearing the restaurant's exit, Thalassa hurried to catch

a work discussion, after all. If it

was between Lysander and Rosalind. Why worry so