The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

If it hadn't been for Payton's firm grip, she would have already lunged forward to scratch the faces of Hertha and Thalassa.

"You" Hertha began, her voice charged with emotion, but Thalassa stopped her. Thalassa glanced at her and shook her head gently, "Let's go."

Her voice was hoarse. After she spoke, she turned and walked away quickly.

"Thalassa!" Hertha hurried after her.

Alaric, seeing the loathing in Amelia and Payton's eyes as they watched Thalassa and Hertha leave, tried to clear the air. "Thalassa was also here for a check-up a few days ago. She just happened to pass by this room and got curious. It wasn't intentional; please don't misunderstand."

After explaining, Alaric followed Hertha and Thalassa.

Thalassa was walking so fast down the corridor that Hertha was almost unable to keep up.

"Thalassa, don't walk so fast. Wait for me," Hertha said as she jogged over and reached out to grasp Thalassa's arm.

Thalassa's face. As soon as

tingled even more, and her tears flowed even

cry. It's not your fault, nor is it Lysander's fault. You heard them, didn't you? Leopold was the one who caused those two workers' demise; it was his own guilt that led him

was palpable. Leopold, such a stand-up guy, to have met

that could sadden anyone

understood why Thalassa was

story was indeed

said, "Leopold went astray trying to secure my freedom. I've wronged

On the contrary, Lysander had taken the blame to protect Leopold's reputation, silently bearing the misjudgment

yet faced with

she had mistaken his

patted Thalassa's back, trying to comfort her. "Don't cry, Thalassa. The past is behind

years, you can clear it up with him. Don't let the