The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Thalassa knew it, Rosalind was targeting her.

Despite being engaged to Lysander, Rosalind still saw her as a thorn in her side.

Thalassa maintained a polite and professional smile as she responded, "I've had to fend for myself since I was young, hustling through life. I had to drop out of college to take care of four kids. When they got older, I managed to squeeze in three years of night classes. Of course, my time was limited. How could I possibly compare to those born with a silver spoon, never worrying about their next meal, getting everything they ever wanted handed to them on a silver platter?"

Thalassa's words were a perfect retort to Rosalind's snide remarks, dignified yet poignant, resonating with those who understood the undertones of her struggle.

Lysander's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, his deep gaze flickering towards Thalassa, a hint of emotion swirling in his eyes.

She never mentioned the three years she spent taking care of him, which had undoubtedly set back her career ambitions.

she never used it to gain favor

he needed help. She rushed back home only when he was about to wake

humility, Rosalind's selfishness

for Lysander, it was Thalassa's unassuming nature that irked him even

his gaze away,

at Thalassa, ready to lash back, but then she saw the way Lysander looked at Thalassa, that deep gaze filled with

eyes was like a dagger to

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sparked, saying, "If your mother had been more reputable, maybe you wouldn't have grown

hardships on her mother, insinuating that

shooting daggers at Rosalind, the atmosphere turning icy, ready to

uncapped a bottle of water, handing it to Rosalind with a low, magnetic voice, "The air's dry, watch

Rosalind, feeling unexpectedly