The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Winter Wonderland

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Lysander was the epitome of elegance and authority, dressed in a bespoke black suit that accentuated his distinguished aura. His presence commanded attention without a word, his features sculpted as if by the hands of a master artist, exuding an air of nobility and grace.

He made his entrance, seated in a wheelchair, with a woman of intellect and grace pushing him forward. That woman was Rosalind!

They were surrounded by a throng of people, moving at a pace that was neither hurried nor slow.

The event organizers were practically tripping over themselves to cater to Lysander, showering him with compliments and eager to please.

we've been missing our kingpin. No one can match your charisma. Now, with your union to

remained silent, his deep gaze fixed straight

brown-nose: "Ms. Whitman is the embodiment of intellect and elegance, a beauty unmatched. She's the perfect

the organizer's words; she enjoyed

hearing how well-matched she and Lysander were, believing it to be true herself. In her eyes, no one could be a better fit for Lysander than she was,

hearing every word said by the organizer. Everyone knew about Lysander and Rosalind's engagement. The organizer hailed them as a perfect match, and while Rosalind smiled in agreement, Lysander said

by Lysander's side for so long, Thalassa felt she understood

thought, always placing power and

to return to. But to reclaim

over the Whitman Group was through marriage to Rosalind! Joshua Whitman had made it clear that marrying Rosalind would

perhaps because he was strong enough on his own. But now, in a bid to turn his fortunes around, he had announced his engagement