The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 933

Susan kept a harmless smile plastered on her face as she placated the men.

“There we go, that’s more like it.” The men were comforted by Susan’s words.

“Why don’t you guys figure it out?” suggested Susan.

The three men looked at each other, each one eager to be the first to step up.

Seeing them distracted, Susan eyed the exit, made a beeline for the door, flung it open, and dashed out.

“Stop her!”

The realization hit the men like a ton of bricks; they had been duped. They scrambled after her, but it was too late. Susan had sprinted out of the private booth and was now weaving through the crowded club.

With so many witnesses, the men couldn’t just drag Susan away without causing a scene..

the dance floor, a mass of gyrating bodies providing cover. When she was sure she wasn’t being followed, she let out

there she was, not making the

twist of anger coiled in Susan’s heart. How was she any

backwater town, exuded nothing but a bumpkin aura. High class? Hardly.

been groomed in the arts of dance and piano, her

gatherings, designer brands-what hadn’t she seen?

world was poles apart from Thalassa’s. While Thalassa played in the mud, Susan had been

no comparison!

Lysander’s eye

up. She was

Thalassa had vulnerabilities that her father

had left the bar, and with Susan off

cab by the roadside, Thalassa heard someone call her name.

rush to leave? You haven’t delivered the drinks to the private booth, have you?”