The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1309

"I'll let you know when it’s time," Lysander said, ending the call abruptly.

David's hands clutched the steering wheel firmly as he carved out a moment to glance at Lysander. "Mr. Sinclair, where to now?"

Had Mr. Sinclair really instructed Fitch to stop picking up the kids for a while? Did that mean the kids were going to stay at Thalassa's place for the time being?

Since when had Mr. Sinclair become so charitable?

Of course, that was a question he dared not voice out loud.

Lysander, massaging the bridge of his nose, looking a tad weary, replied, "The office."

"Alright," David responded, spinning the wheel to change direction. He took a quick glimpse of Lysander in the rear-view mirror. The usually stern and formidable man seemed enveloped in a faint air of melancholy today.

"Mr. Sinclair, it's after hours. Are you heading back to the office to work overtime? You seem beat. Maybe you should head home and have a rest," David blurted out, concern for his boss's well-being.

"Are you missing Afriland now?" Lysander shot back a deep, penetrating look.

David clamped his mouth shut instantly.

...

Thalassa and Evelyn returned to Star Harbor Villa with the four kids in tow.

The children were buzzing around Thalassa and Evelyn, bouncing off the walls with joy.

"Mommy, I won first place in the preliminary round of the gourmet competition again! My teacher said if I make it through the next round, I can compete abroad," Elowen gushed, clutching Thalassa's clothes, her dimpled smile utterly charming.

She was sharing her joy with her mom.

"Wow, our little Elowen's going international! That's amazing!" Thalassa pinched her chubby cheek.

"Yeah, I agree," Elowen beamed with pride.

"Elowen, modesty is a virtue. Remember?" Dorian reminded her.