Chapter 470

The journey was smooth sailing.

Upon reaching the office, Lysander headed to his CEO’s office and Thalassa returned to her secretary’s cubicle.

When the clock hit five, Thalassa was eager to clock out.

She was worried about being stopped.

Fortunately, she managed to leave work without any hitches.

She hailed a cab back to her previous apartment complex.

Upon opening the door, she felt that the place was eerily quiet. It lacked the warmth of human presence.

Her lonely heart just sunk deeper.

She missed her little ones, but she had a GPS tracker attached to her.

If she returned and Lysander noticed something amiss, he could ambush her at any moment.

The fear of her children being exposed was far greater than her loneliness.

She walked through the door, dropped her bag, and sprawled herself out on the couch.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, her phone rang.

It must be a call from Hertha! She thought.

Thalassa was thrilled. She quickly answered without even looking at the caller ID, “Hello, Hertha, are the kids okay?”

“Kids?” A middle-aged man’s voice came through the phone.

Thalassa was taken aback. She looked at the phone and saw an unfamiliar number.

Assuming it to be a prank call, she was about to hang up.

Sensing her intention to disconnect, the man on the other end said, “Thalassa, it’s me your father. The child in the gourmet competition and the other three, they’re your children, aren’t they?”

It was Bruce!

Thalassa’s heart clenched as she realized his identity. A wave of rejection and resentment hit her, making her want to hang up even more.

“You gave birth to Lysander’s kids, right?” Bruce’s confident voice rang out from the phone just as she was hitting the end-call button.

Thalassa’s finger froze, teeth gritted in anger. She brought the phone back to her ear and said, “I don’t know you, stop calling me or I’ll report you for harassment!”

“Thalassa, don’t be so harsh to your dad,” Bruce said, sounding a bit hurt.

“I don’t have a dad!” Thalassa’s voice trembled in agitation, her eyes welling up with tears.

If her father was a total homewrecker and a scumbag who abandoned her from the start, she’d rather not have a father at all!

He never took care of her, even just for a day; but she still needed to carry all his sins on her back.

She couldn’t handle it; her hatred for Bruce was overwhelming.

“Thalassa, I know you’re angry at me. I had my reasons and it’s hard to explain over the phone, let’s meet and talk,” Bruce said.

“No way! I’m not going to meet you, and don’t call me again!” Thalassa said angrily, about to hang up.

“Your four children are quadruplets, and they are also Lysander’s kids; he doesn’t know yet, does he?”

His words were dripping with menace.

If Thalassa didn’t meet him, he would spill the secret to Lysander.

When Elowen had advanced in the gourmet competition and went to the office to pick up her second-

round badge, Bruce saw the four children with Thalassa and Evelyn.

The kids were calling Evelyn grandma, and Thalassa mom.

The staff said that the four children were quadruplets.

Bruce thus knew the children were Thalassa’s.

Thalassa, who was about to hang up, paused when she heard Bruce’s words. She hurriedly denied, “No! The kids are Hertha’s; they have nothing to do with me and even less, to do with Lysander!”