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The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Chapter 1252

The Rolls-Royce slid gracefully into the parking spot. As the door swung open, Lysander

stepped out with the soft click of his glossy leather shoes on the pavement. He was the

epitome of elegance in an immaculate black suit that didn’t have a single wrinkle.

Tall and imposing, his aura was one of regal intimidation. His mere presence made

everything around him dim in comparison.

Susan’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of Lysander. Despite the countless times he had

rejected her and his consistently cold demeanor towards her, she couldn’t help her

infatuation.

Even if he was to push her away, even with a harsh shove, she couldn’t rein in her

adoration for Lysander. Which woman wouldn’t fall for such an outstanding and handsome

man?

Like a moth to a flame, she knew pursuing him was a fool’s errand, yet she couldn’t

control the instinct to draw near.

After exiting the car, Lysander turned and strolled towards the photo studio.

Susan felt her heart flutter and quickly turned, heading back to the studio. Inside, she saw

Thalassa busily arranging props on the set.

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Rushing over, Susan approached Thalassa with a smile that was seeking favor, a stark

contrast to her earlier haughty attitude. “Thalassa, I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking straight

earlier. I was holding a grudge because of that time you punched me, and I got a bit

snippy with you.”

Thalassa looked up incredulously.

Susan apologizing? Had she taken some happy pills?

“Don’t look at me like that,” Susan continued, “I really do realize I was wrong. I’m about to

shoot this action-packed ad and I’m not sure if the harness will hold me properly. I’m a bit

anxious about it.”

“And?” Thalassa prodded, unsure of Susan’s angle.

“We’ve got this prop to test the harness’s weight limit. Could you help me out backstage

with the rig? I’ll hang a prop similar to my weight, and if the harness can take it, I’ll feel so

much more at ease during the shoot,” Susan said with a reassuring smile.

Thalassa eyed her warily. “Why should I help you?”

“It’s all for the job, right? If I’m nervous, I might mess up the shoot over and over. If I

screw up, you won’t be able to clock out and go home to your kids. But if I’m confident,

we’ll wrap up quickly and you can go home early, spend time with your little ones. Sounds

good, right?”

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Susan laid out her reasoning.

“Can’t you ask someone else?” Thalassa wasn’t convinced.

“I don’t really get along with others here. No one’s willing to help me. With something like

testing the harness, I have to fend for myself. Everyone else would rather see me fail and

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laugh,” Susan said with a pout.

Thalassa thought about it. It made sense.

Susan’s arrogance and insincerity didn’t exactly endear her to anyone. Maybe everyone

around did dislike her.

And if Susan finished early, Thalassa could indeed head home sooner.

After a moment’s hesitation, Thalassa agreed.

The controls for the harness were behind a partition near the set. Thalassa made her way

there, resting her hand on the lever, ready to operate it once Susan attached the test

prop. If the prop rose to the required height without the harness snapping, it would pass

the

test.

Seeing Thalassa head backstage, Susan’s friendly smile turned into a sly smirk. She slowly

picked up the prop while keeping a sharp eye on the studio entrance.

Soon, she spotted the dark figure of Lysander approaching. Quickly, Susan focused back

on her task, attaching the prop to the harness and calling out, “Okay, hoist it up!”

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