The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Chapter 1852



Chapter 1852

After spending several days at home, resting and keeping Lysander company, Thalassa had settled into a comforting routine. This morning, just as she finished her breakfast, her phone buzzed with a call from Donovan, the jovial manager at the jewelry design firm where she worked.

Curiosity piqued, Thalassa answered the call, wondering what could have prompted Donovan to reach out suddenly.

Donovan's cheerful voice filled the line, "Thalassa, you're officially part of our team, remember? You've got a contract and all. We've missed your spark around here. When can we expect you back?"

Thalassa paused, the reminder jolting her back to reality. She had been on leave for so long, recuperating from a car accident, that her job had nearly slipped her mind.

Donovan was right; she was still employed by the firm, bound by a contract she had willingly signed. "Oh, I'll head over soon," Thalassa replied, a hint of surprise in her voice. "I thought the silence meant you'd let me go," she added, half-jokingly.

Donovan laughed off her concern, "Oh, come on, we're not that heartless. We value our team. As long as you don't quit, you're one of us."

Internally, Thalassa couldn't help but roll her eyes. She recalled how Donovan hadn't been so lenient with Hertha, who had struggled to meet her targets. It was only through their collaboration that Hertha had managed to stay on.

Yet, Thalassa chose to keep the conversation light, masking her criticism with a soft tone, "That's very generous of the company, truly."

Donovan, sharp as ever, likely picked up on her sarcasm but chose to play along with a simple, "Of course."

Wrapping up the call, Thalassa

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promised to be in soon. As she ended the call, Lysander wheeled himself into the room. The chill in her gaze melted into warmth at the sight of him. "I've got to head to work today, can't stick around," she told him, her voice softening. "But I'll be back as soon as I can."

Lysander, ever the stoic, simply nodded, his deep voice advising, "Just make sure to balance work and rest."

Their interaction, always calm and tender, seemed to freeze a perfect moment in time.

Upon arriving at the office, Thalassa

found Hertha already at her desk, looking worn with dark circles under her eyes. Approaching her, Thalassa lightly tapped Hertha's shoulder, greeting her with a casual, "Morning, Hertha. Rough night?" NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Hertha's energy instantly spiked at the sight of Thalassa, her eyes widening in admiration. "The legendary designer graces us with her presence!" Hertha exclaimed, her enthusiasm palpable. "You wouldn't believe it-your designs for Lysander sold out instantly. You're the talk of the town!"

Stunned, Thalassa could only blink in disbelief, questioning, "Is that for real?"

Hertha, playful and beaming, reassured her, "Would I lie to you about something this big? You're a star now!"


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