The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"Come on, you can't be serious," Charlotte shot Hertha a look that could freeze boiling water.

Even though she had moved on from Lysander and clarified her feelings-she was head over heels for Richard and wanted to be with him-that didn't mean she had to play nice with Thalassa and her bestie.

She couldn't stand Thalassa. Not one bit! Thalassa's mere presence was a constant reminder of her own failures. She was supposed to be engaged to Lysander, yet she lost to a woman who couldn't even get through the Sinclair family's front door! Every time she saw Thalassa, it felt like a slap in the face, telling her she wasn't good enough.

"Sure, sure, you two are just perfect for each other," Hertha said with a laugh, eager to change the subject. In her mind, she was thinking, 'Now that you're taken, hopefully, you'll leave Thalassa's man alone. Marry Richard quickly, so no one else sets their eyes on Thalassa's husband.'

"Take your time on your date; we won't disturb you," Hertha suddenly became the epitome of kindness and understanding, leaving them to their privacy. She then turned to Thalassa, urging her to enjoy her meal and not bother the lovebirds.

Charlotte could tell Hertha was poking fun at her, but without proof, she felt uncomfortable voicing her discontent. Richard, ever so perceptive, got the hint from Hertha and Thalassa's exchange and knew Charlotte well enough. He quickly poured her a cup of tea, trying to soothe the tension. "Here, have some tea, it'll calm you down."

glared at

A week later.

and Lysander, along

tuxedo, fitting his mode like physique perfectly making him look like a deity among men, exuding an aura of quality. He greeted the guests

pristine white suit, his playful and slightly rogue charm making him stand out. He greeted the guests with a wide smile and

the grooms were

Thalassa had just slipped into her wedding

the air, "Aon't

No way!" Hertha's frantic voice caught Thalassa's attention. Before she even had a chance to