The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Thalassa and Rosalind locked eyes, neither speaking immediately. They just looked at each other. Clearly, Rosalind's eyes shimmered with defiance, slowly melting into a plea. She was silently begging Thalassa to speak, to forgive her.

Rosalind was a woman of great pride, making her apology a rare sight. Only someone as imposing as Lysander could make her swallow her pride and apologize to Thalassa. If Thalassa didn't extend an olive branch, today's standoff would be hard to resolve.

Rosalind's apology was meek, her eyes anxiously searching Thalassa's for a sign of forgiveness, but Thalassa just looked back at her with clear, unspoken eyes. Rosalind was on pins and needles, fearing Lysander's wrath again. Just as she was about to panic, Thalassa finally spoke, "It's okay, I forgive you this time. But let's not have a next time."

my word, there won't be a next time," Rosalind breathed a sigh of relief, quickly glancing at Lysander for his reaction. If not for Lysander's outburst, she

instinctively looked towards the door, spotting David ushering two bodyguards out. For some reason, seeing David stirred a deep sadness in Rosalind, making her heart sink.

waiter began serving dishes, filling the table rapidly. Joshua broke the silence with a smile, "Come on, let's eat. Let's leave the unhappiness behind. Today we're celebrating Lysander and Thalassa's marriage, a joyous occasion. No gloomy faces." Thalassa, playing the gracious part, started serving herself, giving Joshua

the lazy Susan, bringing the dish to her, his voice softening, "Have some more." "Yeah, you too," Thalassa replied with

suffocating sadness. See, that was the difference between Lysander's treatment of Thalassa and her.