The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Thalassa raised her hand high, keeping her phone out of reach, and then glanced down at the woman's legs, a cold smirk spreading across her face. "Weren't you just lying on the ground, claiming that you couldn't get up or walk? How come you're suddenly as lively as a spring chicken?"

The woman faltered, her act falling apart.

"I...I was just flustered because..." she stammered, clearly lacking conviction.

Rosalind was taken aback. "So, you were just trying to scam us, huh? If you don't get lost, I'm calling the police!"

"No, no, don't call. I'm leaving. I'm leaving!" The woman hastily retreated.

Thalassa then turned to Rosalind. "It's all good now."

Rosalind wanted to thank Thalassa, but remembering that she was Lysander's ex and had four kids with him, she felt a twinge of discomfort, and the words of gratitude just wouldn't come out.

your car wouldn't be blocked,"

saying that Thalassa's intention wasn't solely to

matter to Thalassa though. Her assistance wasn't merely for the sake of receiving a thank you

intense gaze. His eyes, profound and penetrating, sent a chill down her spine, causing her heart to race. Even after all this time, Thalassa still felt that familiar panic whenever

his gaze, she quickly looked down, walked past the car, and got into Callum's car. Parking in the middle of the road was

limousine drove away,

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taken aback, her heart feeling as if it was squeezed