The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1276

“What do you consider to be right?” A cold voice resonated through the room.

He hadn’t arrived yet, but his presence was already felt by everyone nearby.

Without turning, Thalassa knew it was Lysander.

She didn’t look back, continuing to eat her oatmeal, lost in her own world, when the seat beside her was taken by a towering figure with an unmistakable aura.

As Lysander sat down, a chill seemed to emanate from him, making Thalassa slow her spoonfuls of oatmeal.

Callum’s face turned even sourer, his previously amiable gaze darkening.

Evelyn offered a nervous smile and greeted, “Mr. Sinclair, you’re up early. What would you like? I’ll go get something for you.”

“Mom, let me,” Thalassa stood up, her steps taking her towards the breakfast buffet.

Lysander was a man of unpredictable moods, quick to anger.

No one knew what might set him off, and if Evelyn irritated him, the outcome wouldn’t be pretty.

her mother take that

side of pickles for

choices and scolded,

by her mother’s words, as if Lysander wasn’t human and didn’t have the same needs. The buffet offered

pickles.

establishment. It was just a modest hotel, and modest food was what

Thalassa called out, a gentle

daring to look at Lysander, fearing his reaction and what he

feared they might be chased away

then Lysander’s deep voice broke the silence, “I’ve never tried pickles with oatmeal

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a pickle with

he would spit it out in disgust.

man of privilege. Surely, he hadn’t

for those with delicate stomachs, especially not for a

Lysander swallowed the pickle and, to everyone’s surprise, a

Evelyn was fraught with nerves, Thalassa remained calm, continuing to

oatmeal and salmon.