The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 522

The man stood before the hearth in the living room. His gaze was fixed on the landscape painting hanging above it.

In rural America, it was customary for each household to hang a painting like that, a symbol of bellef, used in celebrations and festivities.

Typically, by 11 or 12 at night, most people in the village would have retired to bed, leaving only the sounds of chirping crickets and hooting owls.

Unexpectedly, Thalassa found her living room fully lit at that late hour.

The man standing in the center of the room had chestnut hair and donned a black and white tracksuit.

His attire was casual and youthful, but the figure he cut, staring at the painting, was desolate and melancholy.

The man was tall and slender, radiating an aura of cultured warmth.

It was Leopold!

Upon seeing him, Thalassa’s breath hitched.

her connections to search

here he was in

swirled, and there was a

and his eyes landed on a woman entering

melancholy face

engage in small talk when his eyes

chubby, and utterly

froze as

are Thalassa’s quadruplets,” Evelyn interrupted before Thalassa could respond. Her voice was filled with indignation.

was shocked, and disbelief washed over him, followed by a wave of pain, like a

but hearing it confirmed had knocked the wind out of him. His mind

here in the middle of the night?

laced with

before, when Thalassa had first mentioned having a boyfriend, she had told Evelyn it was serious. She said that they were

slept with Isabella Everhart!

Thalassa had broken up with