The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Lance tightened his grip around Zoey's arm and took a small step back, his eyes darting nervously between Atticus Sinclair, David, Callum, Thalassa, and Lysander. Noticing Thalassa's gaze fixed on them, Lance's voice trembled slightly as he said, "We're just workers here..."

"Lance, take Zoey and leave," Thalassa finally said.

"What?" Zoey was incredulous, staring at Thalassa. After everything that had happened, she was letting them go?

Thalassa nodded toward the back door where Wyatt and Payton had disappeared, urging, "Go."

It wasn't that Thalassa didn't want to hold Lance and Zoey accountable, but she had always harbored a sense of gratitude towards them. As they said, they were just employees following orders, caught in a situation not of their making. The time for reckoning was not now, under such tense circumstances.

With Thalassa's confirmation, Zoey looked at her, disbelief and shock in her eyes. She had never expected Thalassa to let her off the hook so easily. Hesitating for a moment, Lance then led her away. "Um, if there's nothing else, I should probably get going too..." Daryl, who had been frozen in place throughout the confrontation, suddenly snapped back to reality and awkwardly made to leave. Another middle-aged woman quickly followed him, ready to leave as well.

"Stop right there!" Thalassa stepped forward, blocking their path.

hasn't it? Let's catch up some other time, I really must be going now..." Daryl said

was

addressed them. "Daryl, we have no quarrels why target me? And you," she turned her sharp

before. Why lie?"

Payton had already fled, she realized there

a pitiful look,

threatened me. He

struggling financially. My parents are elderly

meet."

hardship and struggle of her