The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 902

In the Vibrant Oasis Residences, Evelyn prepared and had dinner on her own. After a brief rest on the sofa, she headed to the bathroom for a shower, preparing for an early night’s rest.

While in the shower, a faint sound of the front door creaking open echoed through the apartment. Assuming it was Thalassa returning, Evelyn didn’t think much of it.

Upon finishing her shower, Evelyn entered the living room dressed in pajamas, only to freeze in shock. There, on her couch, sat a man-an unwelcome presence that made her heart skip a beat.

It was Bruce.

Evelyn recoiled, anger flaring in her eyes as she confronted him, “Bruce, how in the world did you get a key to my place? What are you doing here? Get out. Now!”

Her finger pointed vehemently towards the door, her chest heaving with every furious breath.

looked up, his eyes, once scholarly and gentle, twinkled with mischief. “I had a locksmith make me a copy. Your home is my home, Evelyn. Why shouldn’t I

on her skin, stirred something within Bruce. Though years had etched their stories upon her face, her figure remained as slender and enticing as he remembered. The memories of their past intimacy came flooding back, with her alluring essence now

you shameless jerk! There’s nothing between us anymore!” Evelyn’s voice was sharp with indignation, trying to veil

commanded, her voice trembling as much as her resolve, not daring to approach him but hoping her tone would scare

eyes. “Evelyn, I’ve been thinking about what you said that you’ve

anger mixed with panic. “Bruce, Thalassa is your daughter! What

grown increasingly erratic and dangerous. Without confirming or denying his suspicions, she hoped the mention of their daughter

his laugh was chilling and triumphant. “It’s been years since I’ve tasted you, Evelyn. Since you claim there’s been

trying to do?”