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."

calmed Hertha down, her

that Korean restaurant for some bibimbap, get it without the spicy sauce. When did your skin decide it's allergic to spice anyway?" In a flash, Hertha understood Thalassa's concern. Linking

woman's gotta look her best, especially on a day

photo op,

was coming from. If she were in her shoes, she'd be just as worried about waking up with a face full

booth at the restaurant, Hertha bombarded Thalassa with questions about her and Lysander, bursting with happiness and curiosity

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

yesterday, when we

I felt

there more. And

we go

feels like he owes you, trying to make it up to you

wait..." Hertha leaned

her voice so no one else could hear, glancing around to make sure they were in the clear. "Lysander's been having trouble with his leg, right? How's... you know... that aspect? Do