The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha dragged Thalassa towards the barbecue joint with a gleam of excitement in her eyes.

Truth be told, Thalassa loved spicy food too, but just as they reached the entrance, a sudden thought made her halt: "Let's skip it. Maybe we shouldn't do hotpot tonight."

Hertha looked at her, puzzled. "What's up? You used to love tearing into those super spicy hotpots."

Thalassa confessed, "I've got the courthouse appointment with Lysander tomorrow to make it official. If I dive into that spicy hotpot tonight and end up with a pimple, it'll ruin the photos."

"What did you just say?" The words hit Hertha like a ton of bricks, her wide eyes shining under the mall lights like two bright stars.

After her initial shock, Hertha squealed and hugged Thalassa, jumping up and down, "Oh my god, you and Lysander are tying the knot! That's amazing!"

Her excitement was genuine. Thalassa and Lysander had been through so much, circling back to each other after all these years, finally ready to seal the deal.

No one knew better than Hertha the roller coaster of a journey Thalassa and Lysander had been on.

Her outburst turned a few heads.

Feeling a tad embarrassed, Thalassa whispered, "Hertha, chill with the theatrics. We're in public, everyone's staring."

down, her excitement

When did your skin decide it's allergic to spice anyway?" In

woman's gotta look her best, especially on a

a once-in-a-lifetime photo

in her shoes, she'd be just as

the restaurant, Hertha bombarded Thalassa with questions about her and Lysander, bursting with happiness and curiosity about their recent

guys decide to make it official tomorrow?" Hertha nudged Thalassa, eager for the

when we went

the kids, I felt so

there more. And then,

the blue, Lysander suggested we go get the

feels like he owes you, trying to make it up to you in his own

Hertha leaned in

to make sure they were in the clear. "Lysander's been having trouble with his leg,