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.

knew he was nothing without money.

had to suppress his revulsion, go back to play the devoted husband, and

got into her car, and sped

driving on the open asphalt road, Thalassa

so constricted,

on the steering wheel tightened as she fought to calm

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

be free, no longer threatened by Bruce, and her mother wouldn’t have to face the psychological torment of the video’s release. Thalassa checked the time; it was half-past two. Atticus would be out of school in an hour

at a nearby diner and then pick up the kids

a diner not far from

to wait for her food, idly

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

in her phone until a tall shadow loomed at the edge of her table, darkening her screen.

the tall figure. It was a man with a gentle, smiling face, as refreshing as a

exclaimed, surprised.