The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 522

The man stood before the hearth in the living room. His gaze was fixed on the landscape painting hanging above it.

In rural America, it was customary for each household to hang a painting like that, a symbol of bellef, used in celebrations and festivities.

Typically, by 11 or 12 at night, most people in the village would have retired to bed, leaving only the sounds of chirping crickets and hooting owls.

Unexpectedly, Thalassa found her living room fully lit at that late hour.

The man standing in the center of the room had chestnut hair and donned a black and white tracksuit.

His attire was casual and youthful, but the figure he cut, staring at the painting, was desolate and melancholy.

The man was tall and slender, radiating an aura of cultured warmth.

It was Leopold!

Upon seeing him, Thalassa’s breath hitched.

said that Leopold was missing, had used all her connections to search for him but to no

he was in

emotions swirled, and

around, and his eyes landed on a woman entering with two

on his melancholy face as he said,

in small talk when his eyes fell

chubby,

as he asked, “Thalassa,

Thalassa’s quadruplets,” Evelyn interrupted before Thalassa could respond. Her voice

disbelief washed over him, followed by a wave of pain, like a heavyweight punch.

had vaguely guessed the children’s identity, but hearing it confirmed had knocked the wind out of him. His mind

doing here in the middle of

laced with

years before, when Thalassa had first mentioned having a boyfriend, she had told Evelyn

Leopold slept