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..

When she was sure she wasn’t being followed, she let

was, not making the

Susan’s heart. How was she any less than

who grew up in some backwater town, exuded nothing but a bumpkin aura. High class? Hardly.

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

designer brands-what hadn’t

poles apart from Thalassa’s. While Thalassa played in the mud, Susan had been mastering the

no

Thalassa catch Lysander’s

give up. She was determined

had vulnerabilities that her father could

the bar, and with Susan off delivering

for a cab by the roadside, Thalassa heard someone call her name.

rush to leave? You haven’t delivered the drinks to the private booth, have