The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Chapter 207

The two of them were playing alone in the amusement park, and it wasn’t their first rodeo.

They knew their way home and how to avoid being scammed.

They were going to be just fine.

Lysander returned to his office, recalling what Thalassa had said in the car. He was in a foul mood.

He had given Thalassa a chance to take back that heartless declaration, but she said it was a no–go.

What the hell had his grandfather said to her? Why was she so stubbornly rejecting him?

From a young age, Lysander had been under strict military discipline and training. He had always been

on point, and his self–control was shockingly strong.

After he took over the Sinclair Group, he grew it into a world–

renowned company in just two short years.

He was ruthless, cold, and decisive, never leaving room for criticism.

The only time he screwed up was five years ago. In a fight with business and military rivals, he was hit

by a poisoned arrow and fell into a barn in Hollowbrook. He was feverish, uncomfortable, and seriously

injured. If he hadn’t gotten the antidote in time, he would’ve been

toast.

Back then, he had taken a woman’s innocence in desperation.

Over the years, he not only

missed the woman’s gentleness but also felt guilty for what he had done to her.

He finally found that woman, and it was Thalassa.

He wanted to take responsibility and make up for the harm he had caused her.

But his grandfather had stuck his nose in, causing Thalassa to reject him.

Thinking about this, Lysander’s mood got even worse.

He called his grandfather: “Grandpa, what did you say to Thalassa this morning? She’s giving me the c

old shoulder now.”

Zephyr was originally dissatisfied with Lysander’s growing lack of self–control and emotional decision–

making.

Hearing his last words, filled with a hint of loss, Zephyr was even more pissed and said coldly, “Lysand

er, I just told her

to step up her game and stop being a cleaner. If she goes cold on you because of this, she lacks ambiti

on. I don’t know what you see in her.”

Lysander frowned: “She could have gotten a better job after graduating from college, but something hel

d her back.”

“Did she tell you that? What could have possibly held her back from going

to college? You went through tough training and still managed to get a master’s and a PhD, didn’t you?

There’s no excuse for a lack of ambition. Lysander, you’ve undergone military training, and I believe yo

u’re not like your

nephew, always acting on emotion. I have to take care of your grandmother, let’s hang up.” Zephyr hun

g up after he spoke.

Lysander’s eyes turned cold. He was already in a bad mood, and after the call with his grandfather, he f

elt even worse, annoyed.

In his piss–poor mood, he remembered that his car tire had been punctured. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

He called David: “Tow the car back to the company garage, find the kid who punctured the tire, contact

his parents, and make them pay.” He said it in a cold tone and hung up.

He made this call because he was somewhat annoyed and ended up dragging innocent people into it.

But, to be fair, randomly throwing sharp objects on the road posed a threat to passing vehicles and

can even cause traffic accidents. This was unacceptable behavior and needed to be held accountable.

Lysander was feeling down before and didn’t have the energy to dig deeper.

Now, he was starting to feel annoyed, and his temper was getting shorter.

David had called a tow truck and was taking the Rolls–Royce to the 4S shop for repairs.

Suddenly, he received a call from the

CEO. He immediately had the driver turn around and head back to the vicinity of the amusement park t

o check the surveillance footage and

see which brat had thrown a nail on the road and punctured his boss’s tire.