The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"Wait here for a bit, alright? Let the last visitor leave before you go in," the officer instructed Thalassa, guiding her to sit on a bench outside the visitor's room.

Thalassa nodded, and the officer hurried off to attend to other duties.

She found herself sitting against the wall, pondering curiously. Susan had no known family left in the world. Who could possibly know she was locked up here, looking to have a word with her?

Driven by curiosity, Thalassa leaned closer to the wall, hoping to catch a snippet of the conversation from the other side.

Indeed, muffled voices seeped through, the wall's insulation leaving much to be desired.

"Callum, you've deceived me again!" Susan's voice, laden with anger, reverberated.

Callum? He came back to see Susan?

felt a pang of curiosity. She hadn't expected Callum

to you," Callum responded, his

back, arranged for me to model at the jewelry competition. You're the one who had me switch Thalassa's designs, assuring me the surveillance was wiped and all I had to do was accuse Thalassa of fraud on stage! But then you turned the tables on me, showing Thalassa's original work

had arranged for her to lay low abroad. Though life had been tough overseas,

of living in exile, constantly on the run and despised, Susan was fed up. But even worse was the discrimination

was this intolerance that had driven Susan to agree to return, only to find herself trapped by Callum

starting anew, she was now

into Lysander's hands. Do you

to show off to Thalassa, make her feel indebted to you, so you can swoop in and play

us, and it's none of your