The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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As Susan finished her taunt, she beckoned a caddy over with a casual wave. “Bring me the best club you’ve got here.”
The caddy nodded and quickly returned with the requested equipment.
Club in hand, Susan shot a challenging glare at Thalassa, who responded with a slight, amused smile, remaining silent.
“Susan, we all believe in you!” Lucy pumped her fist energetically in Susan’s direction, making a cheering gesture. After her
show of support, she nudged Bruce’s arm, urging him to show some spirit.
Bruce gave a small nod, choosing to stay quiet. Caught between a rock and a hard place-his loyalty split between the daughter
who’d grown up by his side and the one he’d publicly acknowledged-it wasn’t clear whom he should support. He decided it was
best to lay low.
When Lucy had boldly declared in front of Thalassa and Lysander that Thalassa was his illegitimate daughter born outside of
marriage, neither had objected.
This confirmation led Bruce to believe that Thalassa hadn’t revealed to Lysander that she wasn’t his biological daughter. In
Lysander’s eyes, Thalassa was still his child!
Could this be the reason why Lysander ordered the arrest of Elliott and the manager of Crest Summit Hotel but spared him?
Bruce learned that Elliott had confessed to Lysander about his involvement in Thalassa’s kidnapping. Knowing he had been part
of the plot against Thalassa and yet Lysander hadn’t sent anyone to arrest him had Bruce on edge, fearing the police might
come for him at any moment. Yet, days passed without incident.

He had been puzzled, but now he thought he understood the reason.
Lysander, out of consideration for Thalassa, had refrained from having him arrested. Thalassa, likely believing her mother’s
video was still on his phone, hadn’t dared make a move or tell Lysander the truth.
After all, the safety of her mother’s video was tied to his own. If anything happened to him, the video would be exposed in a
desperate act of self-preservation.
Susan stepped onto the green, assumed a poised stance, and with a style all her own, took a few practice swings before striking
the ball. It flew across the sky, tracing a graceful arc before landing on the turf.
The ball didn’t make it into the hole, stopping just a meter away-an impressive feat for someone who had swung just once. Most
people required several attempts to sink the ball.
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Wasn’t Thalassa the one who said it was all about distance?
With that shot, Susan felt certain she could beat Thalassa.
Once she had finished, Susan turned towards Thalassa with a smug grin. “Your turn.”
As Thalassa approached, she simply said, “Pass me the club.”

Susan instantly swung the club behind her back, scoffing, “This is my personal club, stored here for my use. If you need one, use
one of the standard clubs. After all, this is my private property.”
Why would she give Thalassa any advantage with her superior equipment?
Ethan watched their rivalry with amusement, chuckling to Lysander, “These sisters are quite the spectacle.”
Lysander’s deep, icy gaze flickered towards him.
Ethan promptly zipped his lips and busied himself with a glass of juice, deciding it was better to stay quiet.
Thalassa rolled her eyes at Susan, strolled up to the tee, and picked up a standard club from the ground. Holding the club
awkwardly, she fumbled with her grip several times before finding the right hold.
“Ha, doesn’t even know how to hold a club and she’s bragging about winning,” Susan jeered from a distance.
“Thalassa, seems like your so-called ‘coach’ isn’t much of an expert. Probably just a hustler,” Susan added, her voice dripping
with scorn.
Thalassa ignored her, continuing to adjust her stance.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands enveloped hers, their calloused warmth contrasting with. Thalassa’s delicate skin. Her heart
skipped a beat.
Without turning around, she felt the solid strength of a muscular chest press against her back, a powerful aura enclosing her in
an impenetrable shield.