The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

He ushered everyone out, leaving Lysander and Thalassa some privacy in the solemnity of the old churchyard, ensuring they wouldn't be disturbed.

It wasn't until they were well out of earshot, walking down the leaf-strewn path, that Rosalind felt safe enough to air her grievances.

"I just can't believe Lysander, going on about showing his true feelings for Thalassa, claiming he and my sister were just friends! Everyone knows they were inseparable, like two peas in a pod. It was obvious they were much more than friends!" she exclaimed. "Don't jump to conclusions, Rosalind. Lysander knows his own heart better than anyone," Joshua chided, trying to silence Rosalind's rant.

His words made it clear whose side he was on. If Lysander explained it that way to Thalassa, then Joshua was inclined to believe him. It was just unfortunate that his eldest daughter, Harper, had met such a tragic fate in the prime of her life, leaving all these unresolved feelings behind.

"Dad, how can you say I'm making things up? Even Mom said that Harper and Lysander loved each other deeply. Why else would she always be by his side? That's something lovers do, isn't it?" Rosalind couldn't hide her frustration with Joshua's dismissal. "And Thalassa, she must really have something, capturing Lysander's heart in just a few years, to the point where he'd deny his relationship with Harper for her," Rosalind continued to grumble about Thalassa's perceived faults.

shiny black car parked under the dim streetlights. He seemed to be watching

of finding disdain in his eyes for speaking ill of others behind their backs. Indeed, she was talking about Thalassa negatively. She wouldn't care if others found out, but being caught by David

because he had

might not have been close with Harper, but her friends told me she and Lysander were an item, deeply in love. If it weren't for that

couldn't stand, making her dislike Thalassa by

her tone and silencing Georgia, who was taken aback by the sudden rebuke. Confused, Georgia wondered why Rosalind was

turned to David, forcing a casual tone. "David, are you