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.

away from the hospital and

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

fluttered down as

let you 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 Thalassa’s behalf.

boarding school. They’re not allowed to just come and go,”

Those places are tough. Can the kids handle it?”

Lysander grew up in a military school as well.” Thalassa only knew about

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

“Wait,

her funk

visit

give us

to sign some contract or something? We can just

me,” Hertha proclaimed, her indignation fueling her resolve.

the Falconer Group, striding with determined steps toward

ask who

an unfamiliar one, they intercept, preventing any potentially ill–intentioned visitor from disturbing the

put on a cheery smile and told the receptionist, “I’m an old

receptionist asked, her expression stern, leaving

appointment to see an old friend?” Hertha was taken

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

swallowed her rising temper.

so high–and–mighty

needed his help, so she held it

the receptionist, “Sorry, let me just give him

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