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 him. “Mr. Sinclair, did

her ice cream, which made her look rather goofy against Lysander’s serious demeanor,

ice cream, which landed smack on the face

woman

and frantically wiping

Thalassa’s frantic wiping, the

shrieked and pushed Thalassa away, saying. “Don’t touch me, my face,

started crying, feeling

around her eyes, and foundation clumped and flaked off, making her look like a

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

and stomped off

woman referring to her

ice cream all over the woman’s face, exposing her

at the Corner of his

interesting, compared to the perfect, well–mannered ladies of high society,

of the car, walked over to Thalassa,

grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she

causing her to instinctively jerk

his grip, and Lysander held on tighter, leading her towards the car.

point, though. How on earth would

he saw those four rugrats in her house, she’s going

to free her Hand from his, flustered, and said, “No need, Mr.

door and stuffed her in

and left no

the car door, got

her coworker Daryl

sleeve, looking at the departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did you

Cherry saw the license plate and nodded, “Indeed, that’s

into his car personally.

saw Sinclair’s gaze wander their way when she

Thalassa, who was standing right next

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

mouth twitched, but she said

Mr. Sinclair and Thalassa were

Lysander drove while