The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 921

Bruce had a knack for sizing up bling, effortlessly identifying the moneyed dames with just a glance. After all, how else could he accurately guess which woman was rolling in dough?

When his eyes landed on that necklace, he knew it was no dime store trinket-it was worth millions!

“Well, look here, leaving such a pricey little number behind? If nobody wants it, it’s finders keepers,” Bruce chuckled to himself, pocketing the cloud pendant with a satisfied grin.

Thalassa sat on the bus, headed back to Star Harbor Villa. She needed to see her mom, spend quality time with her, because she worried sick about how she was holding up.

She’d been fretting over Evelyn these past few days but still made two trips to Royal Estates to check on the kids.

Today, though, the kids were off her radar. She was all in for Evelyn. Just thinking about that video made her heart wrench and her breath catch.

The agony Evelyn suffered that day was beyond Thalassa’s wildest nightmares-so desperate, so helpless, and she wasn’t there to hold her.

in the bus seat, a torrent of sorrow

video was Bruce’s trump card, a weapon to dangle over her head.

this matter?

was a titan; nothing was beyond his reach. If she told him, he’d squash the problem flat, no

day in Lysander’s office. He made her kneel at his feet, subjected her to his seething rage.

suffocating memory flooded her chest and throat.

hit Thalassa, and she

mouth, tears cascading

was cold, cruel to her. And he loathed Bruce with a passion. Knowing

her mom, he’d probably revel in it rather than lift

only expose Evelyn’s shame, give him another reason to mock them. It

just make him despise her more,

him. She