The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)
Chapter 1119

Thalassa's breath hitched for a moment as she rose from her seat. "The client has already purchased the stocks. My work is done for today, Mr. Ethan. I'm heading out."

She couldn't stay a minute longer. In a room with Susan and Lysander, it felt like a thorny prison.

Without another word, she turned to leave.

"Stop!" Lysander's deep voice echoed. Though just one word, the sheer authority in it was impossible to ignore.

Thalassa paused mid-step, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath to compose herself before turning back with a professionally courteous smile plastered on her face. "Mr. Sinclair, is there something else?" "Join me for a round of golf. If you play well, you can leave," Lysander stated.

"Mr. Sinclair, I'm quite the golfer myself. I could join you for a game," Susan volunteered eagerly, her words laced with an urgency that betrayed her wish for Thalassa to leave immediately so she could stay with Lysander.

"Indeed," Lucy chimed in, bolstering her daughter's claim. "We've had Susan in golf lessons since she was a child. She's attended quite a few courses, you know."

Lucy cast a superior glance at Thalassa and continued, "Our Susan is not like some country bumpkins who have nothing but the smell of the farm about them and no real skills to speak of."

They had invested in Susan's upbringing with the intention of her mingling with the elite, sharing their interests, and cultivating relationships with the wealthy bachelors.

Oh, this family was quite the spectacle, Thalassa thought, flaunting their supposed nobility while stepping on others they deemed beneath them.

A flame of anger began to spiral within Thalassa, and she couldn't hold it back any longer. She let out a light laugh and said, "Who says country folks can't do anything? Golf? That's something I've grown tired of playing, and you're still making a fuss over it?"

"You're blowing smoke! You know how to golf? I don't believe it for a second! I've taken thousands of golf lessons since childhood just to get decent at it, and I'm still far from professional. And here you are, claiming you're so over it? Have you ever even taken a single golf lesson?" Susan scoffed, her words dripping with disbelief and mockery.

"Is that so? One lesson with my coach beats your thousand. An extraordinary teacher brings forth exceptional students. I can only say the coaches you've hired are mediocre," Thalassa retorted coolly. "My coaches are some of the most renowned on the market! Who's your coach? I doubt your coach could beat that with just one lesson!" Susan shot back, visibly irritated.

Thalassa's gaze drifted leisurely towards Lysander as she replied, "My coach doesn't just take on any student and prefers to stay out of the limelight. Not everyone is privileged enough to know his name." "Keep bragging," Susan snapped, standing up with barely contained anger. "Prove it in a match against me. All this talk is just hot air unless you can back it up!"

It wasn't just a challenge to Thalassa; Susan was set on proving her worth in front of Lysander, determined to establish her superiority.

Thalassa had long despised this family, especially Bruce and Susan, who had used a video of her mother to blackmail her!

She had always swallowed her anger, but now presented with an opportunity to turn the tables, she wasn't going to let it slip away. "Alright, one game to settle it. Let's see who can drive the ball farther!" Thalassa accepted Susan's challenge without hesitation. "Fine, I'll go first!" Susan declared, confident of victory.

In her eyes, Thalassa was just full of hot air. The idea that one lesson could surpass a thousand of hers was laughable!