The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Thalassa didn't argue back. To get the answers she needed, confronting Susan directly was the best approach. After all, Callum was only there to uncover the truth for her. How could he possibly know the details of how Susan set her up?

They soon arrived at the police station. Susan was locked up, crouched in a cell, looking defeated and as miserable as a stray dog caught in a storm.

"Susan, get up. You've got visitors!" The officer banged on the metal door authoritatively.

Lifting her head slowly, Susan's dim gaze landed on Thalassa, and then on Callum standing beside her. Her eyes suddenly sparked to life. Scrambling to her feet, she rushed to the bars, gripping them tightly, her voice urgent as she addressed Callum, "Why did it take you so long to get here?"

Thalassa immediately stepped in front of Callum, eyeing Susan warily, "Mr. Gordon was gathering evidence for me. Why are you so bitter towards me?"

past Thalassa, fixated on Callum with a clear plea in her eyes. Callum, usually smiling, now had

brightened eyes dimmed again, fear taking over. She lowered her lashes, only to sharply look up again, her gaze fierce as she spat at Thalassa, "What

the door again, a

with anger, her eyes still brimming with hatred and ferocity as she glared at Thalassa, her grip

was cold as she laid out Susan's crimes. "The footage was supposed to be deleted.

would be the end of it? Haven't you heard of data recovery?" Thalassa mocked her naivety. Susan was

recovery?" Susan was taken aback, clearly unaware that the deleted footage could be restored. Her confidence at the exhibition, openly persecuting Thalassa, was based on the belief

despite her efforts to delete it, there it was, for all to see. Indeed, data recovery had