Chapter 635

Lysander’s mysterious eyes, filled with a piercing intensity, swept over Payne. “How many kids do you have with your ex-wife?”

Payne was purposely irritating him, trying to get him to reveal his relationship with Thalassa.

But instead of getting angry, Lysander changed the subject and asked Payne about his children.

“Two. The brother is two years older than the sister.” Payne answered.

“I have four. Quadruplets! Their mother is the woman you just met!” Lysander’s eyes were deep as he stared at Payne, not directly bragging, but it was clearly depicted in his expression and words.

Payne was slightly taken aback, then chuckled, giving Lysander’s shoulder a light pat. “Good for you, man. Since she’s the mother of your kids, I can wait a bit longer for her. Who knows, she might become your ex-girlfriend.”

“Bugger off!” Lysander aimed a kick at him.

Payne dodged, his face impassive but his words full of teasing, “Lysander, your speed isn’t up to scratch. Haven’t practiced in years, have you? How did you end up with quadruplets?”

Lysander’s handsome face became gloomy, staring at Payne. “Meet me in the hotel’s coffee room. We need to talk.”

He strode towards the coffee room, Payne following him with a slight smile.

Standing by the buffet table, Thalassa watched as Lysander and Payne left, feeling a bit lost. So Lysander and Payne knew each other.

And they seemed to be quite close.

No wonder Payne seemed so nonchalant when she was discussing the case with him earlier. As if he had no interest in it at all.

He even said he wasn’t afraid of Lysander’s power, but that he was just uninterested.

So the two were good friends. How could he possibly help an outsider against his own friend?

Thalassa had been hoping to get Payne in good spirits by offering him a drink, thinking he might agree to take on the case if he was in a good mood.

But now it seemed like a joke. He had made up his mind from the beginning.

Thalassa felt instantly defeated, her spirits crushed.

Not far away at a table, Hertha was sitting across from Alaric and another woman.

Her eyes filled with hostility as she looked at the woman sitting next to Alaric, forcing a smile. “What gave you the nerve to sit next to Alaric, Georgia?”

She recognized this woman. It was the same arrogant heiress she had encountered at the hotel!

Georgia, annoyed by Hertha’s words, was about to lash out when she had a change of heart. Instead, she took Alaric’s hand, her smile full of defiance as she met Hertha’s gaze, “We’re about to get engaged. That’s what gave me the nerve. As for you, you’re just a stray. Mr. Falconer will get tired of you soon.”

Hertha’s eyes widened in shock, looking at Georgia holding Alaric’s hand, then at Alaric.

He didn’t resist, his eyes examining Hertha.

Hertha became instantly unsettled, yanking Georgia’s hand away, “Let go! Alaric can’t stand you. How could he possibly get engaged to you? You’re delusional! I won’t fall for your tricks!”

“You’re so rude!” Georgia snarled at Hertha.

“I’m the heiress of the Reed Group. Isn’t it normal for me to get engaged to him for a family alliance?

Who are you to judge?” Georgia, being spoiled and entitled, couldn’t stand being criticized.

She could tolerate it for a moment, but that was her limit. Now, she had to make Hertha lose dignity.

Hertha, enraged, stood up abruptly, and crossed her arms, glaring at Georgia, “If I’m a stray, then you’re even less! You’re the delusional one!”