The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

"I've had enough!" Rosalind fumed as she thought further. After saying it with her face set in a grim line, she stood up and stormed out.

"Ms. Whitman, about the lunch..." Fitch took a step after her, clearly troubled.

"Just eat it yourselves!" Rosalind tossed back over her shoulder and quickly made her exit from Royal Estates.

Before this visit, she had been lost in a daydream where Lysander was dependent on her and couldn't live without her.

But a trip to Royal Estates today had brutally snapped her back to reality, making it painfully clear that others might chase after Lysander, but he would never need or miss anyone! What was she, Rosalind, in all this?

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off women for three years, felt a tightness in his throat, his eyes on Hertha turning intense and deep. Thalassa walked in just to catch Alaric's overtly smoldering

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motioned for her to keep quiet, signaling not to disturb Alaric and Hertha. Thalassa opened her mouth, then closed it, choosing instead to sit back down in her original

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