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,

When did your skin decide it's allergic to spice anyway?" In a flash, Hertha understood Thalassa's concern. Linking arms with Thalassa, they

gotta look her best, especially on a day as monumental as her

a once-in-a-lifetime photo op, after

If she were in her shoes,

with questions about her

What made you guys decide to make it official tomorrow?" Hertha

yesterday, when we

the kids, I felt so guilty

there more.

go get the

owes you, trying to make it up to you in his

Hertha leaned

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 you guys still, uh, have