The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

If it weren’t for him suddenly grabbing her collar and letting go, she wouldn’t have lost her balance and

fallen, and the wine wouldn’t have shattered.

So it was all about the dough after all!

Lysander finally understood why Thalassa was crying.

He remembered what Isabella had said: she was also pitiful,

to be gambled away by her mother.

For her, that twenty grand was like hitting the lottery.

No wonder she cried so hard, so desperately, and so helplessly

Sorting to every possible means, even risking jail time, only for all her hard-earned money

Lysander pulled out his wallet from his pocket, took out a black card, and tossed it at her: Take it, Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

spend as much as you need, no pin!”

Thalassa caught the gold-edged black card and wiped away her tears. Standing up, she pressed her

lips together, sobbed once, and said, “Then I’ll tell the manager the wine is on you guys, I’ll go swipe

the card now”

It was his fault to begin with so he should compensate, and Thalassa had no reason not to accept

Twenty grand to Lysander was like a drop in the bucket, but for her, it was the straw that broke the

camel’s back

Plus, it was Lysander who broke the wine and he should pay for it.

So Thalassa confidently walked out with the card.

Inside the private room, everything was chaotic, and the girls brought in were scared stiff

Who would have thought a part-time waitress would dare to go toe-to-toe with Mr. Sinclair?

And Mr. Sinclair even tossed her his black card and told her to spend away!

Each of them thought they could profit from Mr. Sinclair that day if they could please him, they could hit

the jackpot tonight.

Even if they couldnt make money, they were still willing to butter him up

One of the girls dressed in flashy clothes, more gutsy than the rest, walked up to Lysander, stretched

out her hand ready to grab his arm, and cooed, “Mr. Sinclair, don’t be mad, let me keep you company.”

Before her hand even landed on Lysanders arm, she was scared off by his icy stare.

The girl embarrassedly withdrew her hand but still tried to flirt with him, winking and saying, “Mr.

Sinclair, I’m good at keeping company, however you

want.”

“Scram!” Lysander answered disgustedly.

The girl froze in fear.

Seeing this, Alaric laughed and said, “Babe, come to me, don’t mess with Lysander. Hes a man with

someone in his heart; don’t mess with him or you might get hurt.”

“You sure talk a lot.” Lysander coldly glanced at Alaric and sat down in his spot.

“Alright, III shut up. Lysander’s luck in love is about to kick in; how can he still care about a woman from

the past?” Alaric quickly apologized, but be really did talk a lot, even joking around while apologizing

After he finished, Lysander’s icy gaze fell on him and said, “Alaric, drink as much as you can tonight.

Dr. Everest is coming tomorrow; you won’t be able to taste anything after the anesthesia.”

After saying that, Lysander lit up a cigarette, took a puff, and the white smoke swirled around him.

He only gave her the money because Thalassa was Celia’s cousin and they grew up together.

He didn’t have any special feelings for her.

Alaric kept quiet.

His pain was indescribable, all because he couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

Richard and Ethan sympathized with him.

Alaric’s tongue was about to be numbed, poor guy

Soon, Thalassa entered the room with a broom and mop. She didn’t start cleaning right away. Instead,

she walked up to Lysander and handed him the black card, saying, “Here, the twenty grand for the

wine has been charged to Sapphire Skyline’s account.”

Lysander’s eyes, through the smoke, looked at her.

Lysander’s

White

cere deep, like the night sky distant and mysterious

rled around his face, giving Thalassa a slight chill

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