The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 921

Bruce had a knack for sizing up bling, effortlessly identifying the moneyed dames with just a glance. After all, how else could he accurately guess which woman was rolling in dough?

When his eyes landed on that necklace, he knew it was no dime store trinket—it was worth millions!

"Well, look here, leaving such a pricey little number behind? If nobody wants it, it's finders keepers," Bruce chuckled to himself, pocketing the cloud pendant with a satisfied grin.

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Thalassa sat on the bus, headed back to Star Harbor Villa. She needed to see her mom, spend quality time with her, because she worried sick about how she was holding up.

She'd been fretting over Evelyn these past few days but still made two trips to Royal Estates to check on the kids.

Today, though, the kids were off her radar. She was all in for Evelyn. Just thinking about that video made her heart wrench and her breath catch.

The agony Evelyn suffered that day was beyond Thalassa's wildest nightmares—so desperate, so helpless, and she wasn't there to hold her.

Thalassa hugged herself tight in the bus seat, a torrent of sorrow and helplessness washing over her.

That video was Bruce's trump card, a weapon to dangle over her head.

What should she do? How could she resolve this matter? Should she spill it to Lysander?

The man was a titan; nothing was beyond his reach. If she told him, he'd squash the problem flat, no doubt.

Thalassa pondered how to broach the subject, her mind flashing back to that day in Lysander's office. He made her kneel at his feet, subjected her to his seething rage.

The suffocating memory flooded her chest and throat.