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.”

your way. You’ll be late,” Thalassa

time for lunch. You’re different. You

had almost nothing to do in the morning, as long as she

sorted out my troubles, I’ll treat you to a meal,” Thalassa agreed as

must. We’ll have barbecue and

office at

sitting at her

standing not far from him, looking glum as

panting and smiled awkwardly.

at her, raised his wrist to check the time and said, “You’re an hour late,

quickly shook her

rules stated that lateness meant a deduction in

Betty from suspecting any

next time.” Ethan said before standing up

Thalassa relaxed and

warned her sternly, “Quickly prepare your things and head to the meeting room. Don’t be late next time. I got a lecture because