The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet



Lysander, with a casual grace, lifted the teacup before him and took a sip, his lips curling into a half-smile that wasn't quite friendly.

Joshua's face turned a shade paler. He had hoped to wriggle out of the situation with a quick excuse, but Lysander wasn't playing along, cutting right through his pretense.

"I admit, I've been neglecting Thalassa lately. Now that I've got some free time, I'll make sure to pay her a visit soon," Joshua said, maintaining his smile, attempting to smooth over the tension with Lysander.

Rosalind had been silent up to this point, initially struck by Lysander's inherent nobility and the impressive presence he commanded, just like the old days. But as the conversation between Joshua and Lysander unfolded, she found herself unable to find an opening.

However, once Thalassa's name started to dominate the conversation, a bitter feeling began to well up inside Rosalind.

As soon as Joshua finished speaking, Rosalind, fueled by frustration, blurted out, "I saw Thalassa at the cemetery yesterday!"

Her sudden interjection was directly related to the topic at hand, capturing Lysander and Joshua's attention.

Meeting Lysander's gaze, Rosalind felt a flutter in her heart. He was finally looking at her, all because she mentioned Thalassa.

It irked Rosalind that mentioning Thalassa was the only way to get Lysander's attention.

Under Lysander's intense gaze, she continued, "I was visiting my sister Harper's grave when I bumped into Thalassa, who was there to see Leopold."

She emphasized the names Harper and Leopold, both of whom were significant to Lysander, aiming to draw his attention even more.

As expected, Lysander's expression shifted slightly at the mention, but Rosalind couldn't be sure which name had struck a chord with him.

She pressed on, "Lysander, HarperContent © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

grew up with you, shared in your business ventures. She once said she'd marry you. If it hadn't been for that accident, you two might have been married with kids by now All these years later, you haven't forgotten her, have you? Thalassa, though now with you, stilbholds a flame for Leopold, visiting his grave now and then."

Rosalind's face bore a sophisticated smile, each word designed to poke at Lysander's heart.

She reminded him of his childhood bond with her sister, their plans and promises, a profound regret he could never amend.

While Thalassa had moved on with Lysander, she still couldn't let go of Leopold, sneaking visits to his grave.

Joshua, watching his daughter, felt a pang of sorrow. His eldest daughter had died in her prime, a pain he could hardly express. He had once hoped Harper and Lysander would marry joining forces to lead the Whitman and Sinclair empires to greater heights, allowing the older generation to retire in peace. But an accident took Harper away, along with his dreams.

Mentioning Harper again stirred deep emotions in Joshua.

"Those we've lost remain in our hearts, even if only in memory. I visited Harper and Leopold's graves recently too," Lysander said, setting his teacup down and shifting his gaze from Rosalind to Joshua with a detached air.

"Mr. Whitman, when do you think would be a good time? Thalassa and I would like to join you for dinner," Lysande said, smoothly steering the conversation away from the discomfort Rosalind had provoked and back to Joshua's previous statement.

Rosalind, seeing Lysander's indifferent demeanor, felt a sting of discomfort, her smile fading away.