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..

let out a sigh of relief. Thoughts of

not making the cut, invisible

anger coiled in Susan’s heart. How was she any less than

grew up in some backwater town, exuded nothing but a bumpkin

arts of dance and piano,

gatherings, designer brands-what

was poles apart from Thalassa’s. While Thalassa played in

was no

catch Lysander’s eye

give up. She was determined to be Lysander’s woman.

all, Thalassa had vulnerabilities that her father could exploit, ensuring

Susan off delivering drinks,

by the roadside, Thalassa heard someone

such a rush to leave? You haven’t delivered the drinks to the private booth,