The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Chapter 428

Before long, the waiter served their meal.

In front of Thalassa was a plate of steak, the aroma of which was tantalizing.

The savory scent filled her senses, testifying to the deliciousness of the dish.

Lysander had also ordered a steak, surprisingly the same as hers.

Thalassa was a bit taken aback, and she hadn’t expected that Lysander’s “The usual” would be the

same steak she ordered randomly!

What a coincidence!

Thalassa glanced at his steak, somewhat puzzled.

Lysander lifted his gaze, looking at her, his deep voice asking, “Do you know that this is the special

here? Have you been here before?”

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His question sent a jolt of shock through Thalassa. She quickly denied, “I didn’t know this steak was the

special here. I just ordered it because it has the shortest name in French.”

If Lysander knew that she had been here just over an hour ago, accompanied by Leopold, seated in

the very same place, she was certain she’d be in deep trouble.

As Thalassa spoke, she lowered her head, picked up her knife and fork, and began to cut into her

steak, intentionally avoiding his gaze.

His eyes were piercing; she was certain she’d falter under his direct stare.

Thalassa cut a piece of steak and put it in her mouth.

The steak was tender and juicy, absolutely delicious.

Earlier, when Leopold insisted on bringing her here, she had no appetite to eat.

She hadn’t tasted the steak she’d ordered then.

Now, sitting across from her was Lysander. His oppressive presence felt like a biting cold wind on her

skin. She was on edge.

She couldn’t afford not to eat.

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After a bite, she looked up at Lysander, her eyes curving in a smile. She praised, “Mmm, it was so

delicious.”

Her smile, somehow, was illuminating, pure and clear.

Lysander’s gaze flickered slightly, a corner of his heart seemingly lit by her smile.

He picked up his knife and fork, elegantly cutting the steak. Instead of eating the piece he cut, he

forked it and placed it on Thalassa’s plate.

Thalassa, who had been engrossed in eating her steak to hide her inner turmoil, was startled by the

sudden addition to her plate. It was like a stone thrown into a calm, shimmering lake, creating ripples

that spread outwards.

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Thalassa looked up in surprise, meeting Lysander’s handsome, stoic face.

He cut another piece of steak and placed it onto her plate.

Only then did Thalassa react, saying, “Mr. Sinclair, I’ve had enough. You should eat.”

“You said it’s delicious, so eat more, Lysander replied.

Thalassa swallowed the piece of steak in her mouth. Lysander’s words gave her a peculiar feeling,

almost as if he was showing concern for her.

She quickly dismissed the idea. How could that be possible?

Even if the whole world cared for her, Lysander wouldn’t.

Who would show concern for the daughter of an enemy?

She should be grateful that he hadn’t killed her, let alone showed concern.

“Thank you, Mr. Sinclair,” Thalassa lowered her head, thanked him, picked up the steak he gave her,

and focused on her meal.

At this point, Lysander started to eat too. He chewed slowly and elegantly. Even eating, he exuded a

sense of nobility and grace. Thalassa glanced at him, momentarily dazzled by his elegance and charm.

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