The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1000

“Let me give you a ride,” Bruce stood up.

Thalassa’s heart clenched at the proposal, her entire body vigilant.

She didn’t need Bruce’s charity at all. Was this another one of his veiled threats?

“It’s just a short walk, and there’s no need for a ride. Please just sit down and eat!” Lucy griped. She grabbed Bruce’s wrist and pulled him back down to the dinner table with a force that brooked no argument.

Bruce didn’t dare to protest Lucy’s assertiveness. Arguing over such a trivial matter was not worth the hassle, especially when it would just lead to Lucy dredging up the past.

Bruce sat back down reluctantly.

Lucy shoved a fork into his hand, “Just keep eating.”

Bruce slumped in his chair. He looked unhappy. His disdain for Lucy had reached its maximum, and he yearned to be free from her right now.

But Lucy had him in a vice grip.

he was nothing

go back to play the devoted husband, and share the meal with her.

Bruce’s place, got into

territory and driving on the open asphalt road, Thalassa finally felt her nerves

had been so constricted, was now

wheel tightened as she fought to calm the

She would simply just request Atticus to hack into Bruce’s phone and computer

to face the psychological torment of the video’s

a nearby diner and then pick up the kids

diner not far from

settled in her booth to wait for her food, idly scrolling through

a great day, Sir, and we hope to see you again soon.” The polite voice

it no mind and was absorbed in her phone until a tall shadow loomed at the edge of her table, darkening her

was a man with a gentle,

exclaimed,