Chapter 540
Lysander’s face grew stern in silence. Sophia saw that, and fear once again crept into her heart. “Don’t you want to?” she asked timidly.
Lysander snapped back to reality, his deep gaze landing on her small face. “Of course not. If you like it, take it all,” he answered, handing over both pendants to Sophia. The moment Sophia received the pendants, her anxiety vanished. She wiped away her tears on the sleeve of her blouse.
Lysander then turned to Atticus and Dorian, who trailed behind him. “Get ready. We’re taking you to a new kindergarten,” he announced.
“Why do we need to go to a new kindergarten?” Dorian questioned.
“Don’t you want to attend a performing arts school?” Lysander retorted.
Understanding dawned on Dorian.
Soon enough, the four kids obediently allowed the servants to dress them in their kindergarten uniforms and pack their school bags.
Fitch marveled at Lysander’s ability to calm the children without a fuss.
However, his method seemed more suited to running a business than handling children.
He leveraged a target to control them and make them behave.
Fitch puzzled over it, feeling as though something was missing, After some thought, he realized what it was – love and mutual trust.
Taking care of children required love and trust, didn’t it? Looking at how tenderly Lysander treated Sophia, Fitch knew that he loved the children. He just hadn’t figured out a natural way to express it yet.
Outside the gates of the Royal Estates.
Thalassa had been waiting for a while when the guard approached her. “Ms. Everhart, I’m sorry, but you should go home,” he suggested.
Thalassa’s heart sank. She yearned to see her kids, but Lysander didn’t want to see her nor let her see them.
She didn’t know what to do; her heart was heavy with pain.
Refusing to give up, Thalassa dialed Lysander’s number. The call went through, but no one answered. After hanging up, she tried again, but still no answer. Lysander must have heard but chose not to pick up. Thalassa’s breath hitched, her hopes crushed.
She took a longing look at the yard. The yard was a few inches away from the estate door, filled with trees and flowers.
Despite being so close to her children, they felt incredibly distant. So distant that her desire to see them seemed like a luxury.
She gazed at the quiet yard, seeing nothing but the shade of trees. Tears welled up in her eyes.
In the end, she could only turn around and leave, dejected.
As soon as Thalassa had left, Lysander led a convoy out of the Royal Estates.
The fleet of black Rolls-Royces drove along the asphalt road, causing other drivers to nervously make way for them.
The imposing fleet parked outside the Starhaven International Kindergarten. The sight was so grand that it left people speechless. Parents dropping off their children were careful not to offend anyone. They had no idea who was the big shot there.
When they realized that the man stepping out of the car was Lysander Sinclair, the kingpin of Starhaven, they lowered their heads with respect and stepped aside.
Upon hearing the news, the principal and teachers rushed to greet him. The principal, bowing slightly, greeted Lysander with a nervous smile, “Mr. Sinclair, welcome to our kindergarten. We’re honored to have you here.”