The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 933

Susan kept a harmless smile plastered on her face as she placated the men.

“There we go, that’s more like it.” The men were comforted by Susan’s words.

“Why don’t you guys figure it out?” suggested Susan.

The three men looked at each other, each one eager to be the first to step up.

Seeing them distracted, Susan eyed the exit, made a beeline for the door, flung it open, and dashed out.

“Stop her!”

The realization hit the men like a ton of bricks; they had been duped. They scrambled after her, but it was too late. Susan had sprinted out of the private booth and was now weaving through the crowded club.

With so many witnesses, the men couldn’t just drag Susan away without causing a scene..

the dance floor, a mass of gyrating bodies providing cover. When she was sure she wasn’t being followed, she let out a sigh of relief.

was, not making the cut, invisible to

coiled in Susan’s heart. How was she any less

in some backwater town, exuded nothing

of dance and piano, her upbringing a veritable fortress built of cash

designer brands-what

Thalassa played in the mud, Susan

no comparison!

Lysander’s eye and

wouldn’t give up. She was determined

that her father could exploit, ensuring her cooperation.

left the bar, and with Susan off delivering drinks, she

by the roadside, Thalassa heard someone call her name.

Everhart, in such a rush to leave? You