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.

missing, had used all her

was in

seeing him, Thalassa’s emotions swirled, and there

the noise behind him, Leopold turned around, and his eyes landed on a woman entering with two children. His gaze

on his melancholy face as he said, “Thalassa…

small talk when his eyes fell on the

chubby, and

smile froze as he asked, “Thalassa, these children are…”

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

and disbelief washed over him, followed by a

knocked the wind out of him. His

here in the middle

were laced with

boyfriend, she had told

slept with