The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Thalassa rubbed her bleary eyes and asked, "Where are we headed?"

"Just come with me, and you'll see," Lysander teased, a mysterious twinkle in his eye.

"Alright, I'm up!" Thalassa didn't press further, quickly getting out of bed. It was unusual for Lysander to act so mysteriously, and she was eager to go along with it.

Without bothering to change, Thalassa went straight to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. By the time she was done, Lysander had already picked out an outfit for her. It was a sleek black dress, a bit on the conservative side but still stunning. "Why black?" Thalassa asked, curious about Lysander's choice.

custom-made black suit, looking no different from any other day except for the

journey felt familiar to Thalassa, and sure enough, about an hour later,

from the trunk. He was here to pay his respects. Was it for Leopold,

voice her question, simply following Lysander. They headed towards Leopold's grave, but Thalassa's certainty wavered when she saw a group of people standing solemnly in front of a different grave,

- Joshua, Rosalind, Reginald, Matilda, and even Georgia, standing next to an older couple she didn't recognize but assumed

towards the Whitman family group. Nerves began to bubble up in Thalassa as she realized why Lysander had brought her here. Before they even reached the grave, the Whitman family turned to greet them. Joshua was the