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.

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 for Lysander, she hadn’t had the chance to

complaint, “Thalassa, does Zephyr really not allow you to see your

down as

cruel! He won’t let you see your children or let them see their mother? Isn’t he afraid they’ll resent him when

Zephyr sent the kids to a military–style boarding school. They’re not allowed to just come and go,” Thalassa

are tough. Can

as well.” Thalassa only knew about her children’s lives

you them is just too cruel to both you and the kids.

as if struck by a sudden idea, Hertha exclaimed, “Wait, I know

shook off her funk and

gotta visit Dr. Funke.”

won’t even give us

some contract or something? We can just

about it, leave this to me,”

the Falconer Group, striding with determined steps toward the elevator.

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

any potentially ill–intentioned visitor from disturbing the upper echelons of

but she put on a cheery smile and told the receptionist, “I’m an old friend of your VP. Just need to chat with him about something.”

receptionist asked, her expression

appointment to see an old friend?”

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

swallowed her rising temper.

so high–and–mighty that he required

help, so

told the receptionist, “Sorry, let me just

her phone, the same one she’d had for three years, Hertha scrolled