The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 642

Thalassa shook her head helplessly, raising her voice, “Dreaming won’t get you anywhere. It’s not reality! You need to get up and start earning your keep. Focus on getting Alaric into your bed. That’s being practical.”

Hertha, roused by the noise, mumbled, “Just let me dream. Let me get my thrill.”

“Dreaming about him won’t get you pregnant. Alaric is too good-looking. Don’t you want to have his baby?” Thalassa played her trump card, her unique wake-up service.

Upon hearing this, Hertha sat up, her eyes wide open, charged with energy. She raised her fists in determination, “Fight for it. Chase my dream guy. Have his baby, and raise a little dream guy! Let’s go, go, go!”

Thalassa cheered her on, “Go, go, go!”

The two women scrambled from the bed and rushed into the bathroom to brush their teeth, wash their faces, and comb their hair as quickly as possible.

Luckily, both of them had good skin, so they could get by without makeup.

If they had to put makeup on, that would delay them another hour.

Hastily finishing up, they rushed out the door. Thalassa was about to call a cab when Hertha offered, “Don’t bother with a cab. I’ll drive you to work.”

be late,” Thalassa didn’t want to inconvenience

lunch. You’re different. You have a meeting at ten. Don’t you

do in the morning, as long

to a meal,” Thalassa agreed as she got into the

barbecue and beer,” Hertha

time, arriving at her office at 9:55. She dashed towards the secretary’s

at her

was standing not far from him, looking

panting and smiled awkwardly. “Mr.

her, raised his wrist to check the time and said, “You’re

shook her head, “None.”

in pay. Ethan was fair to everyone, which was good.

suspecting any improper relations between

Ethan said before standing up and

gone, Thalassa relaxed and let out a

and head to the meeting room. Don’t be late next time. I