The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Rosalind turned, tears streaming down her face, and with a voice heavy with emotion, she whimpered, "Dad..."

Hearing her call him that way tugged at Joshua's heartstrings. He wrapped Rosalind in his arms, soothing her gently, his gaze filled with sorrow as he watched Thalassa and Lysander walking away.

He had two daughters, yet Lysander could only choose one. It was an impossible situation, and Joshua knew one of his girls was bound to get hurt. From the beginning, he tried his best to fulfill Rosalind's wishes, favoring her over Thalassa, not wanting Rosalind to lose the love of her life. If Rosalind were to marry Lysander, her future and safety would be secured, and Joshua wouldn't have to worry about her anymore.

Thalassa, on the other hand, had always been the resilient one. Even if she lost Lysander, she would only be upset for a while before bouncing back, ready to live her life with her usual positivity and optimism.

So Joshua chose to satisfy Rosalind's wishes at the expense of Thalassa. But in the end, things turned out quite differently.

Zephyr watched as Lysander walked away, anger in his voice as he said, "Lysander, think this through. If you leave now, you can forget about ever getting a dime from the Sinclair Group! Are you sure you want to give up everything for her?"

At his words, Thalassa stiffened, pausing for a moment.

Until Lysander's voice broke the silence, "Why stop? Keep going."

Snapping back to reality, Thalassa quickly continued pushing the wheelchair, parting the crowd that automatically made way for them to leave.

Paparazzi swarmed around, taking pictures and videos of Thalassa and Lysander, as well as capturing moments of Rosalind and Joshua.

The live stream of the event split into several frames, capturing every moment, and the inte was abuzz with reactions. Unbeknownst to Thalassa, she was the talk of the town.

When Hertha saw Thalassa finally making her way with Lysander, she was overjoyed and rushed to greet them, Thalassa, you were incredible back there! I was cheering for you from the sidelines, did you hear me?"

Thalassa gave her a small smile and nodded in acknowledgment.

"Lysander, my car's outside. Let's get going," Alaric stepped forward to greet Lysander.

Soon, the four of them left the hotel, only to find Lydia still taking on a few bodyguards in a skirmish outside.

Lydia was swift and strategic, managing to keep the guards at bay while ensuring she didn't seriously hurt them.

Hertha was astounded to see Lydia still fighting against four bodyguards, "Lydia, you've got some moves! Aren't you tired fighting all by yourself?"

Lydia, distracted, glanced back and

saw Thalassa pushing Lysander out.

Her face lit up with a victoriousBelongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"You guys made it! That's

Sesome! Ah!"

But her moment of distraction cost her a punch to the eye, making Lydia cry out in pain.

The bodyguard pressed his advantage, ready to strike again, when Lysander's commanding voice thundered, "Stop!"

The bodyguard's fist halted just an inch from Lydia's nose at the command. Quick on her feet, Lydia kicked him back, causing him to stagger.