The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1413

Bridget was a kind woman, a hard worker with a heart of gold. Over the years, she had been caring for Hertha and the twins wholeheartedly.

“Don’t say such things,” she chuckled, “you pay me a fair wage, and looking after you is part of my duty. Ms. Kensington, Ms. Everhart, I bet you haven’t eaten yet. I’ve got one more dish to whip up, and then dinner is served.” With that, Bridget bustled back into the kitchen.

Hertha and Thalassa each cradling a child, settled onto the couch.

Little Helena wiggled out of Thalassa’s arms, and though Thalassa thought she was off to play, the toddler fished out a pack of cookies from between the couch cushions instead.

Clutching a chocolate chip cookie, she held it up to Thalassa, “Auntie Thalassa, have a cookie.”

“Mama wants one too.” Julian wriggled out from Hertha’s holding, grabbed a cookie, and offered it to Hertha with all the seriousness of a grown–up. “Mommy, open your mouth.”

He himself opened his mouth wide, mimicking the action he wanted Hertha to take. His innocent eyes were filled with tender love.

It was a heartwarming sight for Hertha.

Surrounded by such pure love, she obliged with an “Ahh“.

Julian promptly placed the cookie in her mouth.

Helena followed suit, coaxing Thalassa to open up. As Thalassa ate the cookie, she smiled and tousled Helena’s soft hair. “Thanks, Helena. Did you hear Bridget say we hadn’t eaten, so you brought us the cookies?”

“Uh–huh,” Helena nodded vigorously.

“You’re such a sweetheart. You know, Elowen was just as thoughtful and adorable when she was at your age,” Thalassa said, gently caressing Helena’s cheek, her mind drifting to her own four children.

her at the thought of her four little darlings. It had been three years since Zephyr took the children away from the hospital and forbade her from seeing them. And with all her energy focused on caring

with a mix of curiosity and complaint, “Thalassa, does Zephyr really not

fluttered down

mother? Isn’t he afraid they’ll resent him when they

military–style boarding school. They’re

are tough. Can the

as well.” Thalassa

care about them in his own way. But keeping you them is just too cruel to both you and the kids. Maybe once Lysander wakes up, you’ll have a chance at a family reunion. After

“Wait, I know how we can get Lysander the

shook off her funk and asked curiously,

gotta visit

give us the time of day,” Thalassa lamented.

contract or something? We can just go with Alaric,”

buts about it, leave this to me,” Hertha proclaimed, her indignation fueling

her way to the Falconer Group, striding with determined

she was stopped, “Miss, may I ask who you’re here to see?” Every corporate

any potentially ill–intentioned visitor from

smile and told the receptionist, “I’m an old friend of your VP. Just need to chat

asked, her expression stern, leaving no room for

an appointment to see an old friend?” Hertha was

hours, you need an appointment to meet with our VP. If you don’t have one, I can’t

swallowed her rising temper.

high–and–mighty that

she needed his help, so she held it

her grin, she told the receptionist, “Sorry, let me just give

one she’d had for three years, Hertha scrolled to