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!

words, Hertha’s parents were completely unaware that they had two grandchildren

secluded herself in her own purchased home with a nanny

apologize. You manage our home and care for the kids. I couldn’t be more grateful,” Hertha said, ever understanding

since her pregnancy, looking after her

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a kind woman, a hard worker with a heart of gold. Over the years, she had been caring for Hertha and the twins wholeheartedly.

wage, and looking after you is part of 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

cradling a child,

of Thalassa’s arms, and though Thalassa thought she was off to play, the toddler fished out

she held it up to Thalassa, “Auntie

a cookie, and offered it to Hertha

Hertha to take. His

a heartwarming sight for

by such pure love, she obliged with an “Ahh“.

the cookie in her

followed suit, coaxing Thalassa to open up. As Thalassa ate the cookie, she smiled and tousled Helena’s soft hair. “Thanks, Helena. Did you hear Bridget say we hadn’t eaten, so you brought us the

Helena nodded

was at your age,” Thalassa said, gently

pang of longing surged through her at the thought of her four little darlings. It had been three years since Zephyr took the children away from the hospital and forbade her from seeing them. And with all her energy

mix of curiosity and complaint, “Thalassa, does Zephyr really not allow you to see your

lashes fluttered down as she nodded.

let you see your children or let them see their mother? Isn’t he afraid they’ll resent

military–style boarding school. They’re not allowed to

a boarding school so young? Those places are tough. Can the

well.” Thalassa only knew about her children’s lives through

cruel to both you and the kids. Maybe once Lysander wakes up, you’ll have a chance at a family reunion. After all,

a sudden idea, Hertha exclaimed, “Wait, I know

from

off her funk and asked curiously, “How?”

gotta visit Dr. Funke.”

Funke won’t even give us the time of day,”

contract or something? We can just go with

buts about it, leave this to me,” Hertha proclaimed, her indignation fueling

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

ask who you’re here to see?” Every corporate receptionist is like a human radar for

one, they intercept, preventing any potentially ill–intentioned visitor from disturbing the upper echelons of

told the receptionist, “I’m an old friend of your VP. Just

appointment?” the receptionist asked, her expression stern, leaving no