The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Alaric grabbed Hertha's hand, ready to lead the way.

Hertha yanked herself back, shaking off his grip with a look of disdain. "Oh, please, let's just go by ourselves. If you come along and start acting all high and mighty, we'll have to babysit you the whole time, which will ruin our appetite."

With a laugh, she looped her arm through Thalassa's. "It'll just be us girls, free and easy. We can chat about whatever we want. How great is that?"

Alaric opened his mouth to protest, but Hertha cut him off, "Zip it, will you?"

Alaric: ".

"

She called him delicate, and he couldn't even argue back?

As Hertha and Thalassa took a few steps, Hertha suddenly paused, turning to address Callum still lounging on the sofa. "Mr. Gordon, you should head back. Thalassa will ring you up once her designs are ready. No need to swing by her place."

stood up. "You're hitting a

hint of mischief, flitted between Thalassa and

girls' night out. We've

that way, Callum and Alaric didn't

look, chuckling, "Mr. Falconer,

for Alaric

glanced at him and left on

dinner, I'll be off then." Callum bid Thalassa goodbye and

free from the guys, Hertha, smiling reassuringly at Thalassa, took her arm, and they headed

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enjoying their meals without the stiff formalities of high society. It

line, they're not much help to women. We can

cheer her up. Even though she hadn't mentioned a word about the news, Thalassa knew she had

understood her current