The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Chapter 999

Thalassa intuitively realized that something was wrong with the cake the moment Susan instinctively stepped

backward.

She knew it. Susan’s warm behavior today was way out of character.

Susan’s eyes darted evasively, but she retorted with forced confidence, “My mom baked that cake. What could

possibly be wrong with it? I saw you skipped lunch, so I was being nice and cutting you a slice. And here you are,

accusing me without a bite. What’s your deal?”

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“If there’s no problem, then prove it. Have a bite yourself. Otherwise, how can I be sure it’s safe?” Thalassa stood

up and closed the distance between them. Her demand was clear.

“I told you! I’m not in the mood for dessert. I want my dinner.” Susan blurted out, her face flushing with a mix of

anger and embarrassment.

Yet Susan retreated two steps as Thalassa rose up. It was a clear sign of nervous avoidance.

Thalassa was now certain. The cake that she was being offered was not safe for eating.

“Eating cake before your meal won’t kill you.” Thalassa insisted, pushing the plate towards Susan’s lips.

Susan recoiled, tilting her head back in a desperate dodge.

“Come on, it’s just a slice of cake.” Bruce chimed in, rising to the occasion. He approached with a stern face and

took the cake from Thalassa’s hand.

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He glanced at a clearly agitated Susan and then back at Thalassa. He said, “My Susan rarely offers to serve food I

haven’t even had the pleasure to have her serving me anything. She made this, and you don’t want it, I’d count

myself lucky to have it.”

Bruce truly adored his daughter Susan. Despite his numerous love affairs, Susan was his only child. Who else would

he dote on if not her? Thalassa watched expressionlessly and said, “If you’re so eager, be my guest.”

With her permission, Bruce eagerly forked a generous piece of the cake and popped it into his mouth.

“Dad…” Susan’s voice cracked with a mix of alarm and horror.

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“What’s up?” Bruce mumbled through a mouthful of cake.

Susan’s brow furrowed. She swallowed hard, and a nauseous chill ran down her spine. She stammered, “Nothing. I

just realized I never asked if you wanted anything. From now on, I’ll make sure to serve you more often…

Her

eyes were heavy with guilt as she looked at Bruce.

Hearing her seemingly thoughtful words, Bruce beamed with pride, “That’s all I wish to hear, darling.”

With that, he finished the cake with gusto.