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.

Thalassa couldn’t let her mother take

bowl of plain oatmeal and a side of pickles

the sight of Thalassa’s choices and scolded, “What are you doing giving Mr. Sinclair these?”

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

pickles.

five-star establishment. It was just a modest hotel, and modest food was

out, a

biting her tongue, not daring to look at Lysander, fearing his reaction

feared they might be chased away like the day before.

“I’ve never tried pickles with oatmeal before. It’s worth a

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a pickle with his fork and

looked up incredulously, worrying he would spit it out in disgust.

man of privilege. Surely, he hadn’t eaten such simple

with delicate stomachs, especially not for a first-timer.

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

nerves, Thalassa remained calm,

oatmeal and salmon.