The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1308

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Chapter 1308 Thalassa knew her daughter like the back of her hand. If she was asking that question, she was surely just trying to lift her spirits.

The worry etched on her face was so apparent, even the kids had taken notice.

Thalassa felt a pang in her heart but managed to coax a smile on her face, gently ruffling Elowen’s hair and softly said, “Mommy’s smiling, see?” With that, a smile stretched across her lips, reassuring Elowen that she was indeed happy. “Hooray, Mommy finally smiled!” Elowen cheered, bouncing around in excitement.

“Mommy, you should smile more, and you're prettiest when you smile,” Dorian said, tilting his little head as he gazed at Thalassa, his voice soft and endearing.

“You're wise beyond your years, kiddo. Your mommy's happiest with you all around.” Evelyn, standing to the side, felt her eyes well up with tears. She'd been alone at hfor days, feeling lonely and sad.

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Now, with the children’s company, her spirits were finally lifting.

“Mommy, let's go home,” Sophia said, reaching out to take Thalassa’s hand. She hadn't seen her for days and missed her terribly. All she wanted was to go back hwith Thalassa.

“Mom...,” Thalassa hesitated, glancing at Evelyn helplessly.

The kids had been staying at Royal Estates, Lysander’s villa.

If they went back now and Lysander found out, would he blow his top? Evelyn, not Thalassa, was the one who fretted how. Remembering Lysander’s ruthless ways and his coldness toward Thalassa sent a chill down her spine. a Thalassa caught Evelyn's plea for help in her eyes. She knew all too well the worry abou Lysander’s reaction that used to govern every decision she made.

But now, Lysander probably thought she wanted his head on a platter! She had nothing left to lose.

Things had cto such a pass. It might be tto lay all cards on the table.

With resolve, Thalassa tightened her grip on Elowen and Sophia’s hands and declared, “Let's go. We're heading htogether. Mommy will cook something delicious for you.” At the promise of a tasty treat from Thalassa, the kids’ excitement was palpable, their joy uncontrollable.

1/2 09:35 Chapter 1308 Seeing Thalassa resolved to take the kids home, Evelyn's heart was heavy with worry.

What would happen when Royal Estates’ staff cto pick up the kids and found them missing? Would they cknocking at Star Harbor Villa? But Thalassa was adamant, and all Evelyn could do was swallow her fears and follow her daughter's lead.

Meanwhile, parked unobtrusively on the side of the preschool, a sleek black Rolls-Royce remained still.

Lysander’s deep-set eyes watched in silence as two adults led four children away.

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The setting sun cast long shadows behind them, creating an image of warmth and contentment on the asphalt road.

His gaze was distant and thoughtful.

His driver David asked cautiously, “Mr. Sinclair, shall we follow them?” Lysander’s eyes flickered back to the present, his voice a low rumble, “No, let them go.” The preschool was at a crossroads, with three possible routes for the car to take.

David smoothly guided the car down the road that took the opposite direction from Thalassa.

Lysander had planned to pick up the kids, but upon arriving, he just stayed in the car, watching Thalassa laugh and chatter with the children intently.

Now, as he saw Thalassa leading the children away, he made no move to stop them.

Hadn't Lysander always kept the children at Royal Estates to keep a hold over Thalassa? Yet now, he seemed to allow Thalassa to take the children with her. Was he no longer interested in using them as leverage? David was perplexed, but the enigmatic thoughts of his employer were always beyond his comprehension.

The car glided along the road as Lysander pulled out his phone and dialed his butler, Fitch. “We won't need to pick up the kids from preschool for a while,” Lysander commanded in his deep voice.

Fitch was surprised, “And when shall we resthe pickups?”

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