The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1439

Hertha was practically bouncing with excitement as she spoke, her energy seemingly boundless.

Thalassa’s shoulders, tense just moments before, suddenly relaxed, and a wave of joy brought a glistening wetness to her eyes.

Lysander’s body had shown reflexive movements the day before, a promising sign that his nerves were slowly regaining sensation. Combined with Dr. Funke’s treatment, the chances of him waking up were growing larger and larger.

Anxious yet thrilled, Thalassa clung to the hope of Lysander’s awakening, a hope she had nurtured for three long years. She prayed this time, Lysander would fully recover.

“Thalassa, let’s head out. It’s getting late now. You need a good rest.” Hertha, having calmed down from her earlier exuberance, was the voice of reason.

“Yeah,” Thalassa nodded, exiting the restaurant with Hertha.

Outside, Alaric and Dr. Funke were nowhere to be seen. They must have left already.

refreshing clarity to their thoughts. “Hertha, you go on ahead. I’ve got something

is it?” Hertha asked, concern edging her

apprentice to Dr. Funke,”

Hertha, “I’ll

Thalassa knew all too well the deep bond between a mother and her children. Without their mom, the kids might not sleep well. Having not seen her own children for three years, Thalassa’s longing was a

Julian and Helena, Hertha’s heart melted. She couldn’t bear the thought of them feeling

home. Call

each driving off in their

toward the cozy suburb of Gulfstream Community, her mind

“Crash!”

one in front. The violent jolt threw her forward, her head slamming against

panic, her car still nudging the one ahead.