The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 200

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Did he even know where she lived? Chapter 199

At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a killer body, saw the luxury car

Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.

Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man

He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.

Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.

The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”

And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive

Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram

The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache.

Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment and helplessness.

She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”

The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the eye of such an outstanding man?

Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.

Was it Lysander who had called her?

initially hesitant, but eventually found herself walking toward

look rather goofy against Lysander’s

which landed smack on the face of

woman

pulling out tissues and frantically wiping the woman’s face. “I’m so

frantic wiping, the woman’s

pushed Thalassa away,

started crying,

eyelashes fell off, mascara smudged, eyeliner smeared all around her eyes, and foundation clumped and flaked off, making her look like a

clasped together, endlessly apologizing. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t

stomped off in her high heels, both furious

aback. Was the woman referring

woman’s face, exposing her ruined makeup.

at the Corner of

perfect, well–mannered ladies

the car, walked over to Thalassa, and took

As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she felt a rush of

by surprise, causing her to instinctively jerk

hand out of his grip, and Lysander held on tighter, leading her

point, though. How on earth would she

rugrats in her house,

free her Hand from his, flustered, and said, “No need, Mr. Sinclair, I can

already opened the car door

and left no room

shut the car door, got back behind the wheel, and drove

that at that moment, across the road, her coworker Daryl and

departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did you

saw the license plate and nodded, “Indeed,

CEO just led Thalassa into his car personally. Could it be he was

morning, on Daryl’s first day at work, she saw Sinclair’s gaze wander their way when she was

of Thalassa, who was standing right next to

of it, could it be that Mr. Sinclair was

but

Sinclair and Thalassa were not

Lysander drove while Thalassa sat in the