The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Joshua wanted to intervene, but it was too late. In a burst of impulsivity, Rosalind had already dragged Thalassa aside and lashed out with harsh words.

Before Joshua could even utter a word, Lysander lifted his gaze, his deep eyes sternly sweeping over Rosalind as he commanded in a voice that brooked no argument, "Rosalind, what are you on about? Apologize this instant!"

Shock and hurt flashed across Rosalind's face, her eyes welling up with tears as she retorted, "Why should I apologize? I didn't say anything wrong!"

Thalassa wiped her mouth, her patience wearing thin. In the past, she might have remained silent, not bothering to defend herself or her honor, letting things spiral out of control.

But this time was different. Rosalind's words were a direct attack on her deceased mother, a woman who could no longer defend her own name against such slander.

Stepping forward, Thalassa faced Rosalind head-on, her voice firm, "Ms. Whitman, watch your language. Your father was the one framed, and had it not been for my mother's intervention, you wouldn't be standing here today. She sacrificed her own reputation to save him, and instead of gratitude, this is how you repay her?"

The venue, already swarming with reporters eager to catch a glimpse of Lysander and Rosalind's wedding, erupted into chaos at the scene unfolding before them. Scandal, after all, sold better than the sweetest of love stories, and the journalists were relentless, capturing every moment.

The more heated the argument, the more sensational the story became.

sensationalism reigned supreme, everyone was

Thalassa finished her piece, flashes from cameras

fueling the indignation and resentment brewing within her. "Look at all these cameras. Decided to make up a story for the press,

story stands, whether

replied, her tone resolute, then turned to Lysander, adding, "And as for

between

with

first, for longer, and he's the father of my child. If it weren't for your interference, we would still

her in a new light as she stood up for their past, making him realize how much

between you two? You split up on

could have spared Rosalind's feelings, but Rosalind's blatant attempt to tarnish her reputation and paint herself as the victim

a designer,

I cannot afford to have it ruined," Thalassa stated, her voice steady and proud. "Lysander was bedridden for three years, and I was by his side, caring for