The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Cody truly lived up to his role as the host. He had a knack for smoothing over any awkward situation with his witty remarks, turning potential disasters into moments of light-hearted fun.

As soon as he spoke, all eyes were drawn to Lysander, seated at the front. The decision of who would win the contest ultimately rested in his hands.

Unfazed and as imposing as ever, Lysander's icy demeanor didn't waver. His piercing gaze locked onto Cody, betraying no emotion.

Rosalind, sitting by his side, gracefully took the blank sheet of paper from in front of him with a polite smile. "Let me make the choice for you, Lysander," she said.

Without any objection from Lysander, his silence was as good as consent.

Cody, seizing the moment, laughed and joked, "Mr. Sinclair and his fiancée are such a lovey-dovey couple, aren't they? United in thought and action. Having Ms. Sinclair cast the vote on behalf of Mr. Sinclair is just like the man himself making the decision."

In doing so, Cody not only complimented Lysander for indulging his fiancée but also clarified that Rosalind's vote was as valid as Lysander's, maintaining the fairness of the contest.

This quip not only flattered Lysander but also silenced any potential whispers among the audience.

no longer looking at Lysander and Rosalind. She had already resigned herself to not winning; she knew Rosalind's

the paper, handing it over to a staff member, and

paper, Cody's smile deepened. He turned towards the audience and the press, raising his voice to announce, "Mr. Sinclair's vote goes to contestant number 3, designer Thalassa! Our champion

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up in disbelief, her eyes wide as she looked at Cody. The shock was palpable, a surprise so unexpected

her chances of winning were slim, but Rosalind had chosen her

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