The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 950

Richard was about to speak, but Thalassa beat him to it. “Richard, you guys go on ahead. I can catch a cab back home,” she said. She could tell that Charlotte meant the world to Richard. Whenever he looked at Charlotte, his eyes would soften with affection.

When you like someone, it’s impossible to hide the fondness in your gaze.

Thalassa didn’t want to be the reason for any discord between Richard and Charlotte.

With that, she walked to the curb to wait for a ride.

Seeing Charlotte’s outright refusal to let him drive Thalassa home, even threatening to cut ties with him, and Thalassa’s insistence on not being chauffeured by him, Richard gave in. With a mix of exasperation and endearment, he said to Charlotte, “I can never win with you. When will you ever change that stubborn streak of yours?”

“If changed, would I still be Charlotte?” she retorted with a roll of her eyes.

found himself at a loss for words. Yet, he pondered, if Charlotte were to lose that naive, adorably clueless part of

driving Thalassa as he took the lead towards his car. Charlotte glanced back at Thalassa, who was still waiting at the curb, then followed Richard, her heels clicking on the pavement. She had come with Richard’s car today, and the feeling of having someone by

the road, watching as Richard drove off with

back to the stream of taxis, all showing their occupied lights. As Richard had mentioned, it was peak travel time, and

continued to wait, confident that a ride

their arms around her waist from behind. Startled, she struggled, but the person’s

quickly invaded her nostrils and filled her

was strong, unmistakably a

scream for help, but her mouth was sealed shut, her

body to weaken, her

numb. As her mind slowly sharpened, she recalled the events before she passed out, sending a wave of shock and fear through her. She snapped open her eyes to find a circular

the light, and then she heard a