The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"What? Lysander and Rosalind are getting married today?" Hertha exclaimed, snatching the smartphone from Alaric's hands in disbelief.

Thalassa looked up, startled, her cheeks still streaked with tears she hadn't yet wiped away. She was shocked to see the phone in Hertha's hand.

"Thalassa, look, this is really Lysander and Rosalind's wedding!" Hertha handed the phone to Thalassa.

The video on the screen showed a lavish scene at the Starhaven International Hotel's grand ballroom.

The place was dripping in luxury, with massive crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, creating an atmosphere of opulence and grandeur.

The guests were a sea of suits and couture, clearly a gathering of the crème de la crème, mostly business moguls and high society figures.

After a quick sweep through the guests, the camera focused on a stage laid out with a red carpet, flanked by bunches of fiery red roses, blending wealth and romance seamlessly.

The emcee, microphone in hand, was delivering the opening speech of the ceremony.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the wedding of Mr. Sinclair and Miss Rosalind. The auspicious moment is upon us shortly, please bear with us as the bride and groom make their grand entrance."

saying to Thalassa, "Thalassa, let Alaric drive you to the Starhaven International Hotel, you're the only one who can stop this wedding!" Thalassa swallowed hard,

what do you mean? Aren't you going to stop Lysander?" Hertha asked, puzzled and

wanted to throw caution to the wind and rush over to tell Lysander she

involving her mother's death, only to find Rosalind in her nightgown, seductively

tightened then relaxed, she shook her head, "It's his choice,

marry Rosalind, nobody

had nothing to do with him, and

her heart had ease

but that was all.

Lysander, it made

only turn into the laughingstock of the

Rosalind's wedding? Hertha couldn't believe it. It

suppress her feelings

woman