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 cut

been stabbed in the

twisted in anger, she rolled up her sleeves, "Thalassa, are you asking for

took a step forward, but Lydia was already there, shielding Thalassa, her presence

bravado deflated in

the cops on Lydia for not laying a hand on her. But now, if she threw the first punch,

wouldn't gain anything

stare-down with Lydia, whose gaze was full of strength, Isabella backed down,

just someone else's replacement.

yourself. Lydia's a doctor, if you ever want kids, maybe she can help you get

Thalassa walked away, unwilling to waste more breath on Isabella. Isabella's heart was pierced once again, a mix of pain

nothing but her looks, how could she ever

most helpless