The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

He could tell Thalassa was deeply attached to the kids. It tugged at his heartstrings seeing her like that. After all, it had been three years since he'd last seen his own children. He knew exactly how Thalassa felt. His eyes, usually so deep and unreadable, now betrayed a hint of sorrow. But when Thalassa turned around, he quickly looked away, fixing his gaze on the road ahead and smoothing out his expression to pretend he hadn't been watching them at all.

Thalassa opened the car door and got in, still radiating a sense of reluctance to leave. "When can we go visit the kids at school?" she asked.

"The second Sunday of every month is visitation day. It's the end of the month now, so just two weeks to go until we can see them," Lysander answered her question.

Thalassa nodded, buckled up, and leaned back in her seat, falling silent. Although two weeks seemed a long wait, she understood the school's policies.

"Got enough energy for one more errand?" Lysander suddenly asked.

Thalassa opened her eyes wider, intrigued. "What errand?"

Lysander didn't

mention. It was a lot to process on the spot, but then she remembered just how much trouble Susan had caused. And why was Susan out modeling at the finals instead

for it. Let's

then instructed the

car turned around and headed in the opposite direction, Thalassa asked, curious, "Didn't

had burned, fleeing the scene after being booed

My security team has her under control," Lysander's voice was low but

Despite his authoritative aura,