The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 3

Thalassa gingerly balanced a tray, making her way towards VB. She was petrified that she might accidentally smash the expensive booze.

“Ah!” Suddenly, someone emerged from the intersection, bumping into Thalassa and letting out a startled yelp-

Thalassa nearly jumped out of her skin, hastily clutching the unstable bottles on the tray. Phew, thank God, the bottles didn’t break

“What’s your problem, can’t you apologize after bumping into someone” A sharp, biting voice echoed in the air.

Thalassa looked at the newcomer, spotting a face full of hostility It wasn’t her fault, but clients came first. She was about to apologize, but the animosity from the woman made her change her mind

“You!”

“Your” They both exclaimed in surprise.

Isabella eyed Thalassa up and down, snickering. “Well, well, I didn’t expect to see you slumming it in a nightclub. If you’re really struggling, you should have come to me. I could have found you some decent work. After all, I’m a hotshot now, and I own my own company. We’re family. We’re supposed to help each other out.”

From the moment Isabella first saw Thalassa’s boyfriend, Leopold, she was completely smitten. He was just too good–looking, way more attractive than her own boyfriend! Her mind started spinning with wicked ideas. She offered to help Thalassa cook and during the meal, she kept finding excuses to get Leopold to drink.

Until he passed out.

to fetch firewood for heating water. Then she locked Thalassa in

interest in her. Eventually, she

shot her a dirty look. “Move, you’re

it was Isabella

This woman was

fair. Somehow, Isabella came into a large sum of money, started a

couldn’t avoid hearing others sing Isabella’s praises, about how successful she was now, how blissful her

dare to talk to

her sleeves, ready for a fight. She had always disliked Thalassa. With her alluring face and seductive charm, men were easily ensnared by her Leopold was the

the door to the VIP room swung open, and a man with an aristocratic air stepped out. “What’s all the

definitely fell into the latter category. She gave Alaric a polite nod and a curtsey, then, still bowing, she led her

and checked the

it right away,” she

the man urged.

cigarettes they had ordered on the table. She looked around the room, noting the four men. Each had two beautiful women at their sides. They were all sweet and gentle, some fed the men fruit,

incredibly handsome, with a dark, daunting

was either flirting with the girls or singing, but this man was busy on his phone,

would earn her a thousand dollars, enough for the kids‘ meal for two months. At the moment, her best bet was this man, since he was the only

the door earlier, Alaric, sneered after taking a bite of the fruit a woman had offered him. “What’s the matter,

eyes for one, and it’s not you,”

is already taken by a woman who’s no longer with us. He has

sworn off women, and devoted all his feelings to the woman who was

guys, Thalassa got the scoop on why this guy named Lysander was so chill. But she didn’t want any misunderstandings. She wasn’t trying to make a move