The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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.

"Mr. Sinclair, it's been years since we've seen you grace the business world with your presence. Without you, it's like we've been missing our kingpin. No one can match your charisma. Now, with your union to the Whitman family, it's a powerhouse alliance. The business world will practically be at your and the Whitman family's feet."

Lysander remained silent, his deep gaze fixed straight ahead.

the embodiment of intellect and

at the organizer's words; she

loved 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

and Rosalind's engagement. The organizer hailed them as a perfect match, and while Rosalind smiled in

side for so long, Thalassa felt she understood him. His silence

placing

under Payton Sinclair's control, Lysander had no foothold to return to. But to reclaim a position

Rosalind! Joshua Whitman had made it clear that marrying Rosalind would grant Lysander

strong enough on his own. But now, in a bid to turn his

Rosalind without hesitation.

in the realm of romance, and those who took it seriously were bound