The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Thalassa recognized him instantly-her son, Atticus Everhart! Though he had grown taller and older, he was still the child she had raised. His features, his demeanor, and that inherent warmth about him drew Thalassa's gaze and tugged at her heartstrings the moment he appeared.

Overcome with emotion, she ran towards him and, just like in the past, squatted down to be at eye level with him. But now, squatting made her even shorter than Atticus, forcing her to look up at him instead. With her hands on his shoulders and tears in her eyes, Thalassa examined Atticus closely, confirming in her heart that this really was her child.

Unable to hide her longing, Thalassa embraced Atticus tightly, pouring all the years of missing him into that hug. Holding him, she exclaimed excitedly, "Atticus, it really is you, Atticus. You've grown so much, nearly as tall as your mom now..." After all, he was still just a seven or eight-year-old kid.

a moment, unaccustomed to being hugged after three years, but soon relaxed, knowing that the person embracing him was his mom-the mom he remembered every day while

emotion and tears instantly welled up in her eyes. She cried with relief and joy as Atticus

his voice steady as he said, "Mom, no matter how long, I'll always recognize you." Atticus's words brought Thalassa to tears again. The child before her was the treasure she had longed for day and night. Three years had passed, and

Atticus said, his youthful voice teasing slightly. Thalassa laughed through her tears, quickly wiping her face, and took Atticus to Lysander's side,