The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

In the dimly lit Eagle's Nest Bar, Joshua was nowhere to be seen. Instead, it was Reginald who stormed in with a few cronies in tow. Without a moment's hesitation, he aggressively confronted the bar manager barking, "Where's that little tramp Susan?"

To think his father, Joshua, had him running errands to deal with some floozy.

The big corporate decisions? Out of his reach. Joshua even came close to handing over the entire empire to his son-in-law, Lysander! It was as if he was completely written off as Joshua's son!

It became crystal clear to Reginald that the Whitman family fortune was never meant to be his. Yet, here he was, dealing with his father's trivial messes!

Fury boiled within Reginald.

The manager knew of Susan, thanks to Lysander's explicit instructions before he left. "The woman in the private booth is Susan," he had said. Intimidated by Reginald's menacing aura, the manager pointed towards the booth in a panic.

Reginald didn't even bother with a thank you. He just glared at the manager and stormed towards the booth.

Finding the booth door shut, Reginald's patience snapped. He kicked the door open with a resounding thud.

Susan had been propping herself up on the couch, desperately trying to keep her neck from any further injury, maintaining the same position until her arms nearly froze.

trembling, clinging to the hope that Joshua would arrive soon. "Just a little

sent Susan into shock; her hands gave way, and she collapsed

against the couch, pain

I'm dying!" Susan screamed in terror, a sound so

of his father's disregard for

for his

over, grabbed

yanked her up from the couch, seething,

dad? Why's he

concerned about you?"

neck twisted painfully under his grip, the agony shooting through her nerves made

face turning ghostly pale as her

her

threw her back onto the couch, pointing at her and bellowing, "I'm talking to you! Did you

the couch once more, her neck pain so severe