The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

At the equestrian center in Starhaven.

Hertha, decked out in her sporty chic, linked arms with Thalassa as they trailed behind the head of their design team towards the heart of the horse racing track.

Leaning closer to Thalassa, Hertha lowered her voice to a whisper, "So, I heard from the boss that the client from our last meeting wasn't too thrilled with our designs. Looks like we've got a fresh shot today." Thalassa replied with a hint of regret, "Hertha, I'm really sorry. I think I blew it."

Their previous clients were Reginald and Callum, and just when things seemed to be falling into place, Rosalind and Lysander showed up, with Reginald seeking Rosalind's input. Given Rosalind's status as Lysander's fiancée, it was a given she wouldn't be thrilled with Thalassa's designs.

Although Thalassa excused herself midway through the dinner, it didn't take a genius to figure out that Reginald's rejection of her designs had Rosalind's fingerprints all over it.

Lysander even mentioned that day how Rosalind was sensitive about his past relationship with Thalassa. To Rosalind, Thalassa was a thorn in her side, eagerly waiting to be plucked.

"Hey, no need for apologies. It's their loss for not picking your brilliant designs!" Hertha reassured Thalassa.

was strong, and Hertha hated to hear Thalassa

handle this new client without me. Bring me here is a mistake. I'm afraid I

cost Hertha her job. But considering her five-year tenure at the

summoned by the design team

more nervous, worried about spoiling things

PLAY YOUR

behind each piece, how can I possibly do them justice? You're here to boost my

words were light and

a deep breath so as to ease

fancy meeting you here again," someone called out ahead of

warmly greet the newcomer, "Mr. Ethan, a pleasure as always.