The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

“Ouch, Mom, can you let go?” Thalassa winced, leaning towards the hand that Evelyn had clamped on her ear.

Evelyn had been scared out of her wits, thinking that the kids had gotten lost. Still shaken, she channeled her fear into anger, pouring it all on Thalassa.

“You know it hurts! Do you know how worned I was? Evelyn barked at Thalassa, her face red and voice hoarse.

“Granny, don’t blame Mom. It’s our fault. We ran off. Mom only bumped into us halfway”

Dorian and Atticus stood by Evelyn’s legs Their little heads were raised in defense of their mom.

Evelyn snorted, let go of Thalassa’s car, and looked down at Atticus and Dorian, still sternly saying, “You two, no more running off! If I catch you running off again, there will be consequences!”

Dorian hung his head, his voice was weak and helpless. I know. I’m sorry, Granny

His remorseful look tugged at Evelyn’s heartstrings, so she forgave him. Then she coldly asked Atticus, “And you?”

Atticus‘ little face was expressionless, and he still answered Evelyn, “I understand.”

“Hmm, I’ll let you off this time” Evelyn picked up a tissue and wiped away her tears.

Thalassa said, Tll go cook, Mom, you rest a bit” She quickly headed to the kitchen.

Her mother was right. This time was a close call, but luckily everything ended well. If there was a next time, she would not have been so lucky to bump into Atticus and Dorian and bring them home. If they ran into bad guys, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Thalassa arrived at the Sinclair group bright

work, and she wanted to make a good impression on her boss. Although it was only a cleaning job, the pay was high. Sixty dollars a day, that was one thousand eight

high for a cleaning

earned money with her own hands,

floor of the building. Even though the floor was already bright and looked clean, she still made sure to mop it meticulously. This was the turf of the Sinclair group’s big boss. The

the HR manager told her, so she mopped

and just continued

a lady’s long legs, a red dress, and exquisite makeup. Her eyes were

her, Thalassa’s expression turned serious. “Please move your foot!”

luck, running into this

at her and suddenly sneered. “I’m not mistaken, so it really is you. Thalassa, you couldn’t handle the night club job,

anything good,

became messy from the sudden movement. Her hair fell over her

saying that, she flipped her hair and stalked off in her

into the secretary’s office. What was going on? Did Isabella have business with the Sinclair group? Why would she go to the president’s secretary? Thalassa was just curious

the secretary’s

woman was dressed in a professional suit, her tight skirt displaying her ample hips. Her legs were long, her waist slim, but her chest was full.

men

understated, giving her an elegant and

the money is running out and he needs

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