The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 947

Bruce hurriedly sifted through the pages, his fingers driven by a sense of urgency, searching for that one piece of information that could lead him to Evelyn. Finally, he found her file. However, as he skimmed through the details, a sinking feeling enveloped him- Evelyn hadn’t listed her hometown. The trail went cold; Evelyn had vanished into thin air.

His expression darkened, a storm brewing behind his eyes.

“What are you sneaking around here for?” The study door creaked open, and a distinctly sharp female voice cut through the silence.

It was Lucy. Bruce immediately snapped the folder shut, lifting his gaze to meet hers. His menacing scowl melted away, replaced with a sly, honeyed grin, “Hey, Lucy, back from your Zumba class?”

What are you hiding there? You look awfully guilty,” Lucy shot back, unimpressed. She marched over, reaching for the folder he was clutching.

face as he retorted, “I’m just reading a contract, thinking about getting

to hide, why act so defensive?”

folder into her hands, “Here, take a look then! Go on, check it from top to bottom. And if there’s nothing amiss, we’re getting

stood with his hands on his hips, visibly seething as he turned away,

now felt like a hot

fierce one, standing her ground, refusing to let go. Her obsession with Bruce was deeper than that of any other woman. He

wife and the thought of being dethroned were unbearable. A divorce would

be mad.” Lucy cajoled, nudging

documents and placing them on the shelf with a scowl, “All these years, I’ve had more than enough of this. If it weren’t for our daughter, I’d

him, “Bruce, please don’t be mad. You’ll only hurt yourself. I’ll stop, I promise. Look at you, just out of the hospital with bruises still visible. We don’t want you back in there. I told you I wanted to pick you up when you got discharged, and you wouldn’t

arm, “With you acting like a jailer all the time, you’ll be the death of me!”