The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Thalassa's head spun a little as she was called "madam" again, a reminder of how easily one could get lost in a sea of flattery. It was indeed dizzying to hear such sweet nothings. Without any objection, she got into the car.

Soon, David had driven Thalassa to their destination.

It was an upscale Chinese restaurant, designed with traditional architectural elements that instantly transported you back in time. Stepping into the restaurant felt like walking into a place where history and culture were deeply intertwined, calming the soul.

In a private dining room named "Breeze Pavilion," Thalassa found Lysander sitting by the window, dressed in a bespoke black suit that spoke volumes of his elegance and authority. The natural light filtering through the ornate windows bathed Lysander in a warm glow, casting a mix of light and shadow that accentuated his dignified posture.

The moment Thalassa saw Lysander, her heart skipped a beat.

Even after all these years together, seeing him still set her heart aflutter-a testament to the enduring beauty of love.

The moment Lysander's deep gaze met Thalassa's, a faint smile graced his lips. "Thalassa, come sit here," he beckoned her to join him.

of sandalwood that was uniquely Lysander's a fragrance that halted her breath for a

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seemed rather extravagant

reply, two more guests entered

caught in a bit of traffic, apologized Joshua, hise scholarly charm evident, with a woman by

belongs

a manner that radiated intellect

still piecing things together, unaware of why they were dining with

offered a polite smile in

Mr. Whitman for dinner. We're getting married, so naturally, we had to invite Mr. Whitman to celebrate," Lysander explained,

referring to a celebratory dinner