The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

She'd been sucking up to Clark for a good seven or eight years, only to be dumped by him just last week!

She was drop-dead gorgeous, a fashionista decked out in international brands, while Clark was nothing but a nobody, living it up on his family's dime!

Isabella couldn't get a foot in the door with the Sinclairs, so she thought she'd play nice with Clark, marry into his lavish lifestyle, and live the life of a wealthy housewife. Not a bad plan. But to think, even someone like Clark didn't want her!

And then there's Thalassa, what's so special about her? Plain Jane, not into dressing up, yet she managed to snag Lysander, a true catch!

Jealousy was eating Isabella up from the inside.

If she could, she'd love to kick Thalassa to the curb and run off to city hall with Lysander herself!

"Watch your mouth!" Lydia couldn't take it anymore, ready to give Isabella a piece of her mind.

Thalassa stopped her, blocking Lydia with one hand to keep her from acting rashly, and with the other hand casually tucked in her coat pocket, she looked Isabella straight in the eye, "You probably can't even have kids anymore, can you? After how many times you've had abortions for Clark? Can you even get pregnant?"

soft, but her words

felt like she'd been stabbed in the heart, furious

up her

a step forward, but Lydia was already there, shielding Thalassa, her presence fierce, "Go ahead,

bravado deflated in

had been all talk about calling the cops on Lydia for not laying a hand on her. But now, if she threw the first punch, Lydia would be in the

wouldn't gain anything

Lydia, whose gaze was full of

else's replacement. What's there to be proud

doctor, if you ever want kids, maybe she

more breath on Isabella. Isabella's heart was pierced once again, a mix of

left with a broken body and nothing but her looks, how could

was her most helpless and