The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)
Chapter 1523

"Um, well..." Donovan stuttered. He was glancing nervously between Lysander and Alaric and was unable to string his words together coherently. He definitely didn't have the nerve to bet with Lysander. Lysander's wealth was leagues beyond his own - he was just a humble manager, not in a position to gamble away his savings.

Lysander, with a look of disdain, briefly turned his deep-set gaze towards Alaric and said, "Do you think everyone's as keen on betting over everything as you are?"

Alaric's lips twitched, "Fine, you guys watch the game. I'm off to ride with Ethan."

Alaric cast a longing glance at Lysander's legs.

If only Lysander wasn't confined to a wheelchair, they could have witnessed his impressive horsemanship.

Unfortunately, with Lysander's current condition, that spectacle was off the table.

Alaric and Ethan headed towards the racetrack, with David wheeling Lysander in the same direction. Politely turning back, David invited Donovan, "Donovan, care to join us?" "Oh, yes, of course..." Donovan, flattered by the invitation, hurriedly grabbed his briefcase and got up.

At the racecourse.

Hertha picked out a lean horse and changed into her riding gear. Striking a pose in front of Thalassa, she asked, "Thalassa, do I look cool or what in this outfit?" "Absolutely dashing," Thalassa chuckled and nodded.

"Ha, I thought so too. Growing up, I always admired those heroic knights on their steeds in the movies. Now it's finally my turn," Hertha said with a beaming smile. "Just be careful. Safety first," Thalassa reminded her yet again.

"Got it, I'll be careful," Hertha assured her, then approached her horse.

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

Following the staff's demonstration, she successfully mounted the horse. With a gentle flick of the reins, the horse took off.

The moment the horse started moving, Hertha leaned back dramatically.

"Hertha!" Thalassa's heart skipped a beat in fright.

Thankfully, in the next moment, Hertha regained her balance, sat upright, and started to guide the horse with the reins in her hand.

Seeing her become more comfortable with the reins, Thalassa's heart finally settled down.

"You and Hertha must share a deep bond," a deep, magnetic voice commented from behind.

Thalassa, who had just calmed down, tensed up again. Turning around, she saw Lysander in his wheelchair, pushed by David.

Noticing Thalassa's attention, David let go of the handle and nodded slightly towards her before moving away, leaving Lysander and Thalassa some space.

Back when Lysander was unconscious, there wasn't a moment Thalassa didn't wish for him to wake up. Now that he was awake, seeing him brought a sudden sense of unfamiliarity and tension.

"Hertha and I have been through thick and thin together, so of course we're close," Thalassa replied, her heartbeat quickening at Lysander's question.

"Would you consider those three years as we going through thick and thin?" Lysander's deep gaze fixed on Thalassa as he suddenly asked.

The moment Alaric had mentioned his grandfather's interference, Lysander understood. The truth was, Thalassa had been the one by his side for those three years. It was Thalassa who had cared for him, not Rosalind!

"When will you and Rosalind decide to get married? Let me know. I'll make sure to attend," Thalassa said, her heart pounding even harder at his question, but she fought to keep her emotions in check. She needed to stay clear-headed to avoid falling too deep.