The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 357
Stowing their luggage in the trunk, Evelyn took the passenger seat, while the four children nestled in the back. Thalassa
instructed the children to behave and to listen to Evelyn’s words. She then shut the car door.
Elowen immediately pressed herself against the car window, saying in a voice laden with reluctance, “Mom, why aren’t you
coming with us?”
With a smile, Thalassa placated her, “You guys go on ahead, I have to finish my work here first, then I’ll come home, okay?”
“Ugh, I hate work and overtime,” Elowen grumbled, her lips pouting in disappointment at not being able to accompany her
mother.
Hertha drove the car away and Thalassa watched it go, a sense of loss clouding her heart.
She yearned to be with her little darlings, but she couldn’t. Having escaped from the hotel, Lysander would undoubtedly be
looking for her. If she were to be with the children when he found her, her carefully guarded secret would be exposed in an
instant. Considering Lysander’s power and dominance, he would definitely take the children away.
Thalassa could barely stand the thought of being separated from her adorable children. As the car disappeared from sight, she
returned to her rented apartment, hastily packing her belongings into a backpack. She had just finished packing a few clothes
when a frantic knock sounded at the door.
The sound of the knocking felt like it was pounding against her heart, causing Thalassa to freeze in place, her breathing
becoming shallow.
It was as if she was facing a devil at her doorstep.
She remained rooted to the spot, unable to bring herself to answer the door. The knocking grew more urgent, each knock louder
than the last. Thalassa’s heart pounded like a drum, her body taut with tension.
Knowing there was no escape, she slowly moved towards the door and finally opened it. It was a tall, slim man in a silver-grey
suit. His chestnut hair was neatly combed, and his handsome face was etched with sadness. His bright eyes were filled with
pain.
It was Leopold!

Relieved that it wasn’t Lysander, Thalassa felt her tension dissipate.
“Thalassa, why?” Leopold’s voice was heavy with sorrow and confusion.
He had spent most of the night pondering, but still couldn’t understand. Why was she dating Lysander? Was it to seek revenge?
Was she sleeping with Lysander as a way to mock him for sleeping with her cousin? If so, did that mean she still had feelings for
him?
Thalassa had been on high alert, anticipating Lysander’s arrival. She didn’t have the energy to discuss their past, or to untangle
a dead relationship that could never be resurrected.
She felt drained, the tension had made her sweat and she was out of energy. “Leopold, I told you, don’t come looking for me
anymore.”
“No, I won’t leave until you explain,” Leopold was stubborn. He strode into the apartment and seated himself on the couch,
determined.
Thalassa turned to him anxiously, “Leopold, you need to leave. I have to go. If you’re not leaving, then you might as well stay
here!”
With that, she turned and walked towards the door. Just as she was about to step out, the elevator doors opened to reveal a
man’s figure that made her blood run cold. The sight of him was so shocking that she was left rooted to the spot.