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?

herself walking toward him. “Mr. Sinclair, did

look rather goofy against

accidentally flung the ice cream, which landed smack

woman screamed

tissues and frantically wiping

midst of Thalassa’s frantic wiping, the woman’s makeup

shrieked and pushed Thalassa away,

started crying,

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

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

stomped off in her high heels, both furious and

aback. Was the woman referring

over the woman’s face, exposing her ruined makeup. The

the

the perfect, well–mannered ladies of high society, she seemed more

walked over to Thalassa, and

but warm. As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand,

by surprise, causing her to instinctively jerk her

held on tighter, leading her towards the car. “Let me drive you

on earth would she let him

he saw those four rugrats in her

squirming to free her Hand from his, flustered, and said, “No

already opened the car door and stuffed her in authoritatively, saying,

words were chilly and left no room for

door, got back behind the wheel,

coworker Daryl and the receptionist were stepping out of the office, catching

departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did

license plate

into his car personally. Could

gaze wander their way when she was

of Thalassa, who was standing right next

that she thought of it, could it be that Mr. Sinclair was looking at

twitched, but she

Mr. Sinclair and

Lysander drove while Thalassa sat in the back