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.

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 fight for

mix of curiosity and complaint, “Thalassa, does

lashes fluttered down as she

see your children or let them see their mother? Isn’t he afraid they’ll resent him when they grow up?” Hertha was indignant on

military–style boarding school. They’re not allowed to just come and go,” Thalassa

so young? Those places are tough.

mentioned that Lysander grew up in a military school as well.” Thalassa only

he did to Lysander. Looks like he does 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 all, Lysander can

by a sudden idea, Hertha exclaimed, “Wait, I know how

her funk and asked

gotta visit Dr.

us the time of day,” Thalassa

dinner to sign some contract or something? We can just go with Alaric,” Hertha suggested.

this to me,”

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

had she reached the reception desk than she was stopped, “Miss, may I ask who

preventing any potentially ill–intentioned visitor from

had to pause, but she put on a cheery smile and told the receptionist, “I’m an old friend of your

her expression stern, leaving no room

an old friend?” Hertha was taken

our VP. If you don’t have one, I can’t let you

swallowed her rising temper.

high–and–mighty that he required

help, so

told the receptionist, “Sorry, let me just

same one she’d had for three years, Hertha