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.

was missing, had used all her connections to

he was

Thalassa’s emotions swirled, and there was a cocktail of feelings.

Leopold turned around, and his eyes landed on a woman entering with

smile broke out on his melancholy face as

in small talk when his eyes fell on the two

were short, chubby, and utterly adorable.

froze as he asked, “Thalassa, these

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

washed over him, followed by a wave of pain, like

had vaguely guessed the children’s identity, but hearing it confirmed had knocked the wind out of him. His

here in the middle of

laced with

had first mentioned having a boyfriend, she had told

then Leopold slept with Isabella

was why Thalassa had broken