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 the woodshed, and tricked Leopold to have sex with

interest in her. Eventually, she had to

look.

it was Isabella

her bright future! This woman was conniving and

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

five years ago, Thalassa cut off all communication with Isabella. But she couldn’t avoid hearing others sing Isabella’s praises, about

lost her cool. “You dare to talk to me like that?”

disliked Thalassa. With her alluring face and seductive charm, men

Thalassa, the door to the VIP room swung open, and a man with an aristocratic

Alaric, the infamous heir to the Falconer group. She knew who she could mess with and who she couldn’t. Falconer definitely fell into the latter category. She gave Alaric a polite nod and a curtsey, then, still bowing, she led her friends away. She was here to have fun, not to pick a fight with an insignificant woman and offend such an important

Thalassa took a deep breath and checked the room number. This was

it right

up,” the

sides. They were all sweet and gentle, some fed the men fruit, while others lit their cigarettes. Except for one man sitting alone with no women by his

a dark, daunting aura, full of nobility, and

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

the nightclub scene and naturally wanted to sell drinks to earn commission. One bottle 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

had opened the door earlier, Alaric, sneered after taking a bite of the fruit a woman had offered

fearless one trying to seduce Lysander. Don’t bother, love. Lysander only has eyes for

already taken by a woman who’s no longer with us. He has no interest in anyone else, Ethan Crawley of

hunky guy’s love had passed away, so he was sworn off women, and devoted all his feelings to the woman who was no longer with us Such

trying to make a move on this hunky guy. She was a mom of four, and life had already worn down all her romantic notions –