The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet



Thalassa had never once regretted her bold move of crashing Rosalind's wedding to claim Lysander for herself. It was all in the name of love and ensuring a complete family for her children.

Besides, Lysander had never really been into Rosalind. Even if they had tied the knot, happiness would've been a far-fetched dream.

"I don't have to report every little thing to Lysander," Thalassa retorted when Rosalind confronted her. "We trust each other. He'd understand why I came to see Leopold."

"Really? You're that confident about your relationship with him? Thalassa, in Lysander's eyes, you're just a stand-in for my sister. Where do you get the nerve to think he genuinely likes you, that he'd tolerate everything you do?"

Rosalind had always carried herself with grace and intelligence, but that façade crumbled the moment Thalassa made off with Lysander at her wedding. The rage never left Rosalind. She had been warned by her parents that Lysander, now wheelchair-bound, would be a challenging partner for life. The thought of marrying someone seen as 'less-than' shook Rosalind to her core.

For a long time, she retreated, focusing on self-improvement and letting go of her pursuit of Lysander. She had almost prepared herself to give up on him entirely. But then, news broke. Lysander was on his feet again, not just physically but also professionally, having built his own business empire from scratch. His company quickly became a force to be reckoned with, destined for national acclaim according to her father.

Lysander was once again the man every woman dreamed of: successful, handsome, and charismatic.

This revelation stirred something

within Rosalind. She regretted not holding Thalassa accountable for her actions and even more so, her fleeting thoughts of giving up on Lysander. Mired in regret, she visited her sister's grave to seek solace but encountered Thalassa instead. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Curiosity piqued, Thalassa's gaze drifted towards the tombstone Rosalind stood before, bearing the photo of a woman with a radiant smile and eyes clear as spring water, enchanting like a fairy descended to earth.

The name 'Harper' echoed in Thalassa's mind, unearthing memories of discovering she wasn't Bruce's biological daughter and

rushing to inform Lysander, on ne

overhear his conversation with Charlotte Ravensong.

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Charlotte, breathless, questioned why he was so enamored with Thalassa, to the extent of keeping her close against her will.

Lysander's response was chilling: "You want to know why? Because she reminds me of Harper, especially those eyes. They're exactly like Harper's."

That revelation pierced Thalassa's heart, leaving her breathless.