The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

The reporter droned on, but Thalassa was miles away, her focus entirely on the figure behind the journalist - Lysander. She observed his expressions, his gestures, catching his lips moving, forming words. Though the broadcast only carried the reporter's voice, leaving Lysander's words swallowed by silence, Thalassa's heart raced as she tried to catch what he was saying, desperately attempting to read his lips despite her lack of skill in lip-reading.

She missed most of what was said, but the last few words were crystal clear.

"I agree!"

If she saw right, those were indeed his words!

Realizing the context in which he said those words sent a sharp, acute pain through Thalassa's heart, making her breath catch.

Then, on the TV screen, Joshua flashed a satisfied smile, taking Rosalind's hand and placing it in Lysander's, binding their hands together with a look of complete contentment.

Rosalind, looking both elegant and sweet, sneaked peeks at Lysander, radiating happiness.

Even without hearing the words, Thalassa understood the situation all too well.

Lysander had agreed to an engagement with Rosalind. Was that the meaning behind those three words he uttered?

Why?

Lysander explained

a while ago, that

to Rosalind

decision made behind the

Zephyr and

his consent,

by

wouldn't count?

was after that explanation that she, carried away by the moment, had responded to his kiss, so passionately that her wheelchair had toppled

time, Lysander had agreed

she overheard at the hospital, Thalassa thought she grasped

investment in

cutting off his return path to the Sinclair group leadership. Marrying Rosalind, however, would grant him control over the entire Whitman Group, given that it was

the Whitman Group at his command, reclaiming the presidency of the Sinclair group would be a walk

Rosalind over her, all for the sake