The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

It was common knowledge that Lysander and Rosalind were engaged and destined to tie the knot. Lysander's defense of Rosalind was expected, but when reality hit, Thalassa's sense of loss was more

profound than she had anticipated.

As she sat, the buzz of the fashion show began to fill the air.

Models, each sporting a number tag, strutted onto the runway, showcasing the glittering jewelry designed by a slew of talented designers. The tags they wore matched the designers' entries, connecting each piece of jewelry to its creator.

With each model's walk, Thalassa found her attention shifting, her eyes keenly observing the craftsmanship and creativity of each piece. The event was a melting pot of talent, with jewelry ranging from vibrant and colorful to quirky and avant-garde, some even exuding a strong cultural vibe.

"Wow, everyone here is so talented," Thalassa couldn't help but marvel.

Then, another model took to the stage, draped in a stunning strapless blue gown, her neck, ears, fingers, and wrists adorned with matching sapphire jewelry. Her confident catwalk caught everyone's eye, not just for the mesmerizing blue that shone under the spotlight, but also for her impeccable figure.

a beat, her nerves taut. The model

work that had Thalassa

Susan, the woman who had kidnapped her and vanished without a trace, had somehow made

police, hoping to see Susan apprehended. But the police had no leads

edge of the catwalk, her smile radiant and full

neared,

brief moment of stiffness

expression, but she quickly

recovered, maintaining the