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..

a mass of gyrating bodies providing cover. When she was sure she wasn’t being followed, she let out a sigh of relief. Thoughts of Lysander’s coldness and the men’s words gnawed at her.

there she was, not making the cut, invisible

heart. How was she

some backwater town, exuded nothing but a bumpkin aura. High class? Hardly.

been groomed in the arts of dance and piano, her upbringing a

designer brands-what hadn’t

While Thalassa played in the mud, Susan had been mastering the arts.

was no comparison!

Lysander’s eye and not her?

up. She was determined to be

that her father

the bar, and with Susan off delivering drinks,

cab by the roadside, Thalassa

“Ms. Everhart, in such a rush to leave? You haven’t delivered the drinks