The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Thalassa turned down Joshua's kindness, locking her heart away to keep from setting herself up for another letdown.

Once, she had thought Bruce was her dad. She had longed for a father's love even amid Bruce's true colors as a scoundrel. But Bruce was rotten to the core, wounding her over and over again, leaving scars that ran deep.

She had become utterly disenchanted with the idea of a father. She couldn't dare to let herself be vulnerable to that kind of disappointment again.

Joshua tried to lighten the mood, offering her a piece of fried chicken with a smile, "Here, have some of this, it's full of protein."

Thalassa was about to respond when Rosalind interjected with a forced smile, "Thalassa, look how much Daddy cares for you. You should eat what he's given you. Otherwise, he'll be so disappointed. At home it's always us serving him, and he's never once served us. You're getting the royal treatment."

As she spoke, Rosalind shot a look across the table at Joshua. Her eyes were heavy with unspoken grievances, but she masked them well.

"Exactly, Thalassa, eat up," Joshua chimed in. "I didn't know about you before, and I missed out on your growing up. I owe you over twenty years of a father's love. I'm sorry, and I hope you can gradually accept my care."

Thalassa held her distance,

constant vigilance made Joshua's heart

daughter, and he wanted to make amends, but

to provide

to give Thalassa money for years and had

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this. Picking up her fork, she took a bite of her salad and said, "Thanks, but I can serve myself. I'll just take what

stop serving her, to

adored by her parents. The sudden appearance of

showering Thalassa with attention in front of Rosalind,