The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 132
Evelyn wanted to push further, but Astrid stopped her, “Evelyn, cut it out, can’t you see Thalassa is not okay? Give her some
space.”
Astrid was pretty sensitive. She noticed Thalassa’s watery eyes when she came back, clearly she’d been crying.
Even though Thalassa was wearing a suit, it was unbuttoned, revealing a tank top underneath. Her jacket and shirt were
nowhere to be found. It was clear that Thalassa got back home in a state of shock. She only started to smile after interacting a
bit with the kids.
Astrid could tell that Thalassa was just trying to keep it together when she got home. Seeing the kids being their usual lively
selves gave her some strength.
Thalassa had always been tough and optimistic. She wouldn’t cry unless she was hit really hard. This time, instead of
responding to Evelyn’s nagging, she rushed to hug the kids. She needed to mend her broken heart.
Evelyn didn’t pick up on Thalassas change and kept pressing her, but Astrid, Thalassa’s aunt, couldn’t bear to see this.
Evelyn stopped, looking at Astrid in surprise, ‘What happened to her? Did she break up with her boyfriend?”
At that thought, Evelyn’s heart sank, feeling a chill. “Oh my, Mr. Sinclair is so great, so perfect, and she actually broke up with
him. She really doesn’t know what she’s got,” Evelyn slapped her thigh as though shed lost a fortune.
Even though Thalassa never admitted that Lysander was her boyfriend and said she would clarify when she got back, Evelyn still
firmly believed that Lysander was Thalassa’s boyfriend. She’d always hoped Lysander could be Thalassa’s boyfriend. Such a
great and handsome man was hard to come by.
Hearing Evelyn’s words, Astrid just shook her head without saying anything.
After a while, Thalassa came out of the shower wearing her pajamas, and was about to wash her black suit on the balcony.
Evelyn stopped her, “Thalassa, go play with the kids for a bit. They haven’t seen you in a couple of days, they miss you. I’ll wash
the clothes.”
Before Thalassa could respond. Evelyn took the suit from her.

“Be gentle with It, don’t ruin it,” Thalassa instructed.
“Got it,” replied Evelyn.
Without saying anything else, Thalassa returned to the couch, smiling warmly, “Dorian, are you playing with blocks? Elowen, are
you -playing with your doll?”
“Mama, Dorian built a castle for my Elsa doll to live in,” Elowen explained to Thalassa with her little head tilted and braids
swaying, her face full of seriousness.
“Well, I see, you’re playing a princess and prince game, can I join?” Thalassa asked with a bright smile.
“Sure, Mama, this one is your prince, Elowen handed another plush toy to Thalassa.
She happily accepted the chubby blue plushie and joined the kids’ game.
Elowen made her doll walk to the chubby blue plushie and asked, “Hello, I’m Princess Thalassa, are you Prince Lysander?”
They were talking about Elsa and her prince just now, weren’t they?