The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Wasn't this exactly what she had always wanted?

Thalassa's breath grew heavy, her heart constricted with a pain she couldn't hide. She averted her gaze, continuing to peel the shrimp in her hands, trying her hardest not to look at Lysander and Rosalind.

"Rosalind, tone it down, will you? We're in public. When you two get home, you can show affection to your fiancé however you want. We've got a whole crowd here and dinner hasn't even started. Don't fill up on your lovey-dovey nonsense before we've even eaten." Reginald joked, seemingly advising Rosalind to keep it low-key, but to Thalassa, it felt like a severe blow. Lysander was Rosalind's fiancé?

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Rosalind and Lysander were engaged?

Such big news, and Joshua hadn't told her. And he wanted to make up for neglecting her? It was all lies.

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scolded Reginald, even putting a piece of steak into his bowl as if to quiet him, yet her face was alight with joy at his teasing. "Getting shy over this? What will you do on your wedding night, hide under the bed out of embarrassment?"

her shrimp, she grabbed a napkin to wipe her hands, her face

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at Lysander involuntarily. His smile had vanished, his gaze deep and unfathomable, seemingly fixed on something beyond Rosalind. His handsome face was cold, not

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