The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

When Thalassa announced she was heading out, the butler Fitch didn't hesitate to instruct the chauffeur Blake to drive her. Having been a fixture in the Royal Estates for years, Fitch had developed a keen sense of judgment and was under strict orders from Lysander to ensure Thalassa was well taken care of.

Given that Thalassa was still recovering and not quite back to full strength, driving herself wasn't exactly practical. Accepting her temporary limitations, Thalassa agreed without protest and asked Blake to take her to Hollowbrook.

No sooner had they hit the road than her phone rang, and Hertha's voice bubbled through with excitement.

"Thalassa, guess what monumental thing I've done these past few days?" Even through the phone, Thalassa could sense Hertha's joy nearly spilling over.

"What's got you so bubbly?" Thalassa chuckled.

with Alaric and Georgia, her usually sunny disposition overshadowed by gloom. It was a rare delight to hear her so light and cheerful. "Alaric and I got our marriage license!" Hertha

so engulfed in bliss that she completely forgot to call Thalassa. It was only after coming down from her high that she remembered to share the news. "Really! Congratulations!" Thalassa was genuinely taken aback and offered her heartfelt

but smooth, filled with setbacks and hardships. Now that they had finally made

that's not even the best part,"

it out then, let me share in your joy," Thalassa

back from Thalassa. She recounted everything - from the encounter with the receptionist at the hotel to the confrontation with Georgia, and how she managed to coax the truth about that night three years ago out

Thalassa could gauge the extent of Hertha's happiness and couldn't help but

it was all just a big misunderstanding. You and Alaric better make the most of your lives together and be happy," Thalassa