The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 520
The traffic officer sensed an imposing aura emanating from Lysander. It was strong, commanding, and intimidating. He quickly
registered that something was off and suggested, “David mentioned two women and four children, but there was only one child
in the car. There were indeed two women. One younger and one older.”
Lysander’s handsome face was serious. A storm brewed in his eyes.
“Check the surveillance,” he commanded in a cold voice.
The traffic officer understood immediately and hurried to check the footage.
At the same time, the investigation David had ordered regarding Thalassa five years ago was completed.
David approached Lysander and reported with respect and caution, “Mr. Sinclair, Thalassa attended Starhaven College. She left
school a month after returning from summer break in her sophomore year. The official reason was financial difficulties, but our
investigation revealed she was pregnant at the time. She was expecting quadruplets and had to stay on bed rest due to a high-
risk pregnancy. This seems to be the real reason behind her dropping out.”
Lysander’s hand clenched and then relaxed. His handsome face was hard, and his eyes were inscrutable.
So, did the ‘unexpected circumstances’ she’d mentioned before mean pregnancy? Was it not heartbreak over breaking up with
Leopold Sinclair?
Lysander had never imagined that their encounter would have resulted in a pregnancy. Merely a calculated move by his
enemies, leading him to a barn where there happened to be a
woman.
He was passionate and uncontrollable.
Under such circumstances, he’d left his seed.
And they were quadruplets at that!
Thalassa, that woman, had dared to secretly give birth to them.

She’d been playing a cat-and-mouse game with him, keeping him in the dark.
Interesting.
Things were getting more interesting.
That reckless woman probably didn’t realize the price of hiding such a thing from him.
Lysander reviewed the surveillance footage of the van.
The woman in the backseat had her head bowed, but even with just a glimpse of her side profile, Lysander immediately
recognized her as Thalassa.
She was holding a little girl in her arms, and the girl’s forehead was wrapped in a white cloth that was soaked with blood.
The little girl was sobbing. Her small figure appeared weak and pitiful.
The scene struck a raw nerve in Lysander’s heart.
Even just watching the footage, a sharp pang of pain shot through him.
His aura seemed to grow colder, and more intimidating.
Seeing his child hurt, he felt an unfamiliar yet intriguing sense of heartache.
Was that the magic of blood ties?
That damned woman! She dared to hurt his child!
Lysander gritted his teeth, “David, find her within half an hour! Or else, someone more competent might take your place!”
David’s heart lurched. The storm of fury was indeed going to engulf everyone in its path.
He quickly nodded in agreement, “Yes, Mr. Sinclair.”
Then, without delay, he increased manpower for the search.
Thalassa was halfway through her spaghetti when Elowen woke up, “Mama, I want to eat too. I’m so hungry.”

The little foodie had been lured awake by the smell of the spaghetti. Elowen had a weakness for food, unable to resist anything
tasty. Having missed lunch, she was already hungry, and her lack of energy from hunger was the reason she’d tripped earlier.
The smell of the spaghetti had made her salivate even in her sleep.
Hearing her soft, kitten-like mewl, Thalassa couldn’t help but smile.