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.

years since Zephyr took the children away from the hospital and forbade her from

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

fluttered down

Isn’t he afraid they’ll resent him

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

To a boarding school so young? Those places are tough. Can the kids handle it?” Hertha was deeply

that Lysander grew up in a military school as well.” Thalassa only knew about her children’s lives

cruel to both you and the kids. Maybe

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

off her funk and asked curiously,

gotta visit Dr. Funke.”

won’t even give us the time of day,”

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

buts about it, leave this to me,”

Falconer Group, striding

desk than she was stopped, “Miss, may I ask who you’re here to see?” Every corporate receptionist is like a human radar for new

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

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

the receptionist asked, her expression

an old friend?” Hertha was taken

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

her

get so high–and–mighty

help, so she

let me just

had for three