The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Lysander's words left Thalassa's ears burning a bright shade of red. What on earth had Lysander eaten today to be in such a flirtatious mood right in the middle of the hall? It was just a cup of tea, yet he managed to make even that seem suggestive. Thalassa deliberately ignored Lysander's last remark, pushing his wheelchair as she suggested, "Let's head out."

Once in the car, Thalassa remembered to ask, "Where are we heading?"

"To the orphanage," Lysander replied.

It took a moment for Thalassa to process this. "To see Susan's child?"

"To watch a spectacle," said Lysander.

What kind of

lips, she didn't inquire further. Whatever the spectacle, she would

knowing exactly where

standing in the hallway, facing the door. One was young and robust, his physique revealing his youth despite the beard. The other man had a

Reginald and Joshua! They were members of the Whitman family; Thalassa's interest was instantly piqued. Had Joshua finally found his son? "Susan, calm down. Put the child down, and let's talk," Joshua said to the room, his tone tinged with tension. Reginald

want two million from me, then you'll hand over the child. Otherwise, we're jumping out of this window together!" Susan's

without seeing her, Thalassa could imagine Susan's menacing demeanor as she used the child as leverage against Joshua. Last time, Susan had threatened Thalassa, a bystander. Now, she was threatening the child's own father, presumably to greater

use her own son as a bargaining chip. The mention of two million made Joshua pause, but Reginald, far more composed, scoffed at Usan's demand: "Two million? Susan, you think you're being a bit