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?"

clear plea in her eyes. Callum, usually smiling, now had

briefly brightened eyes dimmed again, fear taking over. She lowered her lashes, only to sharply look up again, her gaze fierce as she

the door again, a

was heavy with anger, her eyes still brimming with hatred and ferocity as she glared at Thalassa, her grip on the bars

materials for cheap knockoffs. There's surveillance footage and evidence against you. You can't deny it!" Thalassa's voice was cold as she laid out Susan's crimes. "The footage was supposed to be deleted. How could it still be shown?

heard of data recovery?" Thalassa mocked her naivety. Susan was despicable, resorting to any means necessary to achieve

that the deleted footage could be restored. Her confidence at

it was,