The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Since persuasion was futile, he had no choice but to let go.

As dusk fell, the streets of Starhaven came alive, bathed in the glow of neon lights and the buzz of activity.

Thalassa and Hertha found themselves at a bustling street food stall, indulging in a feast of grilled delights, accompanied by chilled beers.

In her usual bold fashion, Hertha popped the beer bottle open with her teeth and filled Thalassa's glass to the brim. "Thalassa, I'm in a foul mood today, and you have to join me for a drink," she declared. Thalassa didn't stop her from pouring the drink, saying, "I'm with you tonight, all the way."

Hertha looked up, surprised, and then laughed. "Really? After three years of sobriety, you're finally going to drink with me?"

"Yes, it's been three years. Time flies. I wonder how Atticus, Dorian, Elowen, and Sophia are doing at their boarding school." Since Zephyr had taken Thalassa's children from the hospital, she hadn't seen them.

Over these years, she had been devoted to taking care of Lysander, maintaining a clear head to ensure she made no mistakes. Now that Lysander was better and no longer needed her constant care, she felt free to live as she wished.

evening, Thalassa found herself missing her children, wondering if

geniuses and incredibly adaptable. Don't worry;

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hers in return, and they both downed their beers, lost in their

poured another round, her voice tinged with melancholy. "Did you know, Alaric tried to reconnect with me a few days ago? He said he left the Falconer family to work at Ethan Crawley's company, all to stand up to the Falconer family and to cancel his arranged marriage with Georgia Whitman. He told me he could never marry Georgia and asked if I could be

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had said those words, Hertha had lashed out at him. It was

raced at his words, her emotions

a hopeless romantic, and without constant reminders to keep her feelings in check, she might have impulsively agreed to