The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 930

Thalassa sidled up to the bar and dropped Ethan’s name. The bartender, true to his word, handed her a bottle of fine Merlot with a knowing nod.

Clutching the wine, Thalassa was about to make her way to the private booth when her phone erupted in her pocket, its vibrations impossible to ignore.

She fished out the device and stared at the number on the screen-unlisted, yet familiar. It had called before and left messages. Even without a contact name, Thalassa knew who it was.

The digits danced ominously on the display, sending a shiver down her spine. She didn’t want to answer, but the persistent buzzing in her hand was like a devil on her shoulder, reminding her of the terror of not picking up.

Taking a deep breath, Thalassa answered.

“Thalassa, why’d it take you so long to answer?” Bruce’s icy voice oozed through the speaker, as expected.

Teeth gritted, Thalassa shot back, “Bruce, what the hell do you want?”

Her breath came in waves, anger surging within her.

in one of the booths. Remember our deal. Miss this chance, and

the video

Thalassa seethed silently.

with a reminder,

carried a clear threat,

at the mall and ended up on the wrong side of Lysander’s fist. Lucky for him, some good Samaritan

had shown him Lysander’s formidable presence, an influence

to a flame, knowing if he could just tie himself to Lysander by marrying off his daughter, he’d be untouchable, a made man that no one would dare

Lysander, Bruce was hellbent on becoming

was a lost cause-Lysander’s woman, yes, but she despised and plotted against Bruce, bringing him no benefit.

his other daughter, Susan, into Lysander’s arms. Only then could he bask in the reflected glory, have the money-grubbing businessmen fawning over him,

it!” Thalassa managed to reply, swallowing her fury before

Susan, who greeted her with a saccharine smile. “Sweet sister, hand over the wine, will

Thalassa glowered, unmoving.