The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1412

“Aunt Thalassa, can I have a hug?” Helena nestled softly into Thalassa’s embrace, her chubby little arms wrapped around Thalassa’s neck, and her plump cheeks rubbed affectionately against Thalassa’s face.

Tiny tears transferred onto Thalassa’s skin, soft and cool, melting right into her heart.

“Of course, Helena. Aunt Thalassa loves you to the moon and back, Thalassa cooed, leaning in to press her cheek gently against

Helena’s.

Hertha came into the room, carrying Julian with a beaming smile. “I told you to come up with me. I couldn’t carry both munchkins by myself.”

Hertha’s face lit up with joy whenever she saw her two adorable children, a happiness that radiated from within.

She felt that her greatest achievement in life was giving birth to two bright and lovely kids.

Three years ago, the night Hertha agreed to help Alaric break off his engagement, she believed his sweet nothings, thinking he truly cared only for her and would marry her.

Naively, she agreed to sleep with him. Little did she expect that from just that one night, she would become pregnant.

And with twins, no less!

Hertha was stunned just like Thalassa, finding herself expecting before marriage!

But having been the godmother to Thalassa’s four kids, and with her love for children, the moment Hertha discovered her pregnancy, she made a resolute decision. She would have her babies and raise them on her own as a strong, independent single mother!

She couldn’t possibly turn to Alaric, especially after witnessing him in bed with Georgia and with their wedding on the horizon. Alaric’s mother, Angelina, in an attempt to humiliate her, even offered her a hefty sum to stay away from Alaric.

With the Falconer family acting so ruthlessly, how could she shamelessly approach Alaric to acknowledge their children?

So, she gave birth to them secretly. Like Thalassa once did, she became a joyous single mother.

Hertha was confident that as long as she kept her distance, Alaric would never discover the existence of their two children. Nor would she ever let the Falconer family take them away.

“Ms. Kensington, you’re back. I’m sorry, I was busy cooking and couldn’t tend to the little ones,” Bridget apologized as she emerged from the kitchen, holding a spatula.

Bridget, a simple woman in her fifties, was the babies‘ nanny. She was hired to take care of the children and manage the household chores.

Hertha was a successful jewelry designer and earned a comfortable living. Supporting two children and affording a nanny was well

within her means.

As for why Hertha didn’t ask her own mother for help with the kids, it was because she had never told her parents that she had become a mother! She went even further than Thalassa in keeping secrets. She hadn’t even told her own parents!

unaware that they had

fabricated a story about being sent abroad for work for a year. She secluded herself in her own purchased home with a nanny to care for her, stealthily giving birth and raising her children in secret.

have to apologize. You manage our home and care for the kids. I couldn’t

pregnancy, looking after her and the children all

Chapter 1413

Chapter 1413

gold. Over the years, she had been caring for Hertha and

my duty. Ms. Kensington, Ms. Everhart, I bet you haven’t eaten yet. I’ve got one more dish to whip up, and then dinner is served.”

a child, settled

Thalassa thought she was off to play, the toddler fished out a pack of cookies from between the couch cushions

she held it up to Thalassa, “Auntie Thalassa,

wants one too.” Julian wriggled out from Hertha’s holding, grabbed a cookie, and offered it

himself opened his mouth wide, mimicking the action he wanted Hertha to take. His innocent eyes were filled with tender love.

heartwarming

by such pure love, she obliged

cookie in her

open up. As Thalassa ate the cookie, she smiled and tousled Helena’s soft hair. “Thanks, Helena. Did you hear Bridget

nodded vigorously.

she was at your age,” Thalassa said, gently caressing Helena’s cheek, her mind drifting to her own

years since Zephyr took the children away from the hospital and forbade her

mix of curiosity and complaint, “Thalassa, does Zephyr really not

down as

them see their mother? Isn’t he

military–style boarding school.

are tough. Can the kids

that Lysander grew up in a military school as well.” Thalassa only knew about her children’s lives through David’s

he did to Lysander. Looks like he does care about them in his own way. But keeping you them is just too cruel

“Wait, I know how we can get Lysander the

from

funk

gotta visit

even give us the time of

Dr. Funke promise Alaric a dinner to sign some contract or something? We

it, leave this to me,” Hertha

morning, Hertha made her way to the Falconer Group, striding with determined steps toward the

I ask who you’re here

ill–intentioned visitor from

the receptionist, “I’m an old friend of your VP. Just need to chat with

appointment?” the receptionist asked, her expression stern, leaving no room for flexibility.