Chapter 538
Atticus’ eyes, filled with innocent coldness, were firmly fixed on Lysander.
The other three kids ceased their struggles and, like their brother Atticus, turned their accusing eyes toward Lysander.
Four pairs of innocent eyes were simultaneously focused on Lysander.
Lysander sat while they stood, yet they still weren’t taller than him. To look at his face, they had to tilt their heads upwards.
Their silent accusations, to onlookers, seemed like four cute little mites gazing up at the imposing figure of Lysander.
Lysander’s deep gaze, naturally imposing, didn’t shy away from the four little ones’ stares.
The air was filled with an uncomfortable silence.
After a while, Atticus’ innocent voice broke the quietness, “I want two tablets. High-end ones.”
“Hmm, arranged,” Lysander responded with his deep, magnetic voice.
He was satisfied with Atticus’ timely compromise.
At the age of four and a half, a child already had the ability to think independently and could understand adult conversations.
Proper teaching methods can still have an effect when someone misbehaves.
Lysander instructed Fitch, “Go, contact Ethan Crawley, and ask him to deliver two high-end tablets.”
“Very well, Lysander,” Fitch respectfully nodded his head and immediately went to make the call.
The other three little ones saw their brother capitulate.
They exchanged glances. Their eyes were full of shock and curiosity.
Then, Elowen raised her chubby little hand, her big, bright eyes sparkling, and answered first, “I want ice cream. Two ice creams!”
She had the least resistance when it came to delicious food.
Just then, Lysander said that as long as she stopped crying, he would buy her something tasty.
Immediately, she stopped crying, forgetting everything else, knowing only that she wanted something delicious.
She told him her brother and her sister’s preferences without any hesitation.
Even though she realized afterward that they should have stood united against him, refusing to have breakfast.
By the time she realized that, Lysander had already known each of the little one’s preferences.
Lysander responded, “Two ice creams, arranged immediately.”
He turned his gaze to one of the servants.
The servant nodded and immediately went to prepare.
Dorian, being the most perceptive of them all, had read about the saying ‘He who understands the times is a wise man’ in performance books/
“I want to go to drama school,” he was the third to speak, voicing his demand.
He too wanted to follow in his brother’s footsteps.
That way, they could make their father happy, and they could see their mother sooner.
“Okay,” Lysander agreed, and his eyes turned to Sophia, “And you?”
Sophia was the smallest of the children. Even though they were quadruplets, she was the smallest among them. She wasn’t as chubby as Elowen or as tall as her brothers.
Although she liked to act cool and loved short hair, she was still small and timid
Upon seeing Lysander’s gaze directed at her, she instinctively recoiled, not daring to meet his gaze,
Lysander realized he had scared her. Despite him trying to sound as gentle as possible, he still managed to frighten his own child.
Seeing Sophia looking so scared and anxious, he didn’t feel good.
“Why do you always look down, wanting to cry but not daring to? If you want to cry, then cry. If you don’t want to cry, then speak up about what you want,” Lysander said, his voice deep but gentle.
Sophia sobbed and burst into tears.
Even though Lysander’s voice didn’t sound that harsh, Sophia thought he was scolding her.