The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 508

Lysander had figured out that I’m hiding the kids! Damn it! She thought.

Thalassa's mind was a turmoil of panic and fear.

With lightning speed, she dashed into the room, grabbed her backpack and flung open the wardrobe, stuffing clothes randomly into each child's bag.

In her frantic haste, she told the children, "Sweethearts, Mommy is taking you on a trip. We have to leave right now!"

Elowen's chubby face blossomed into a joyous smile, "Yay! I love going on trips with Mommy!"

Sophia was equally delighted, "Yes, I want to go with Mommy. I'll get my bag."

She moved forward to help carry Thalassa's backpack. But she was too small. Despite trying her best, her little body just couldn't lift the bag; her face turned red with the effort.

Thalassa quickly shouldered her backpack. She understood Sophia's desire to help so she loved Sophia all the more for it.

But right now, there was no time for comforting words. She took Sophia's small hand and told the other three, "Come on my darlings, we need to leave right now. Keep up with Mommy."

Dorian followed Thalassa like an adorable little shadow, asking, "Mommy, now we have the money. So you can stop working overtime and take us on vacation?"

Thalassa, not immediately understanding what Dorian meant by 'we have money', thought he was referring to the money from selling the pendant and the prize money Elowen won from the pie contest.

She nodded and replied, "Yes, sweetheart, we do have some money now. We're going on a family trip. But we need to move quickly, okay?"

As she led the children out of the room, she found Evelyn still sitting at the table, lost in thought.

In her urgent voice, she prompted, "Mom, if there's nothing you need, let's get out first."

Evelyn furrowed her brow, asking, "What's going on, Thalassa? We've just settled down and now we're leaving again?"

Thalassa didn't have time to explain; she simply said, "Mom, we need to leave right now. I'll explain on the way."

Elowen, ever the cheerful one, tugged at Evelyn's hand, urging, "Grandma, hurry up! We're going on a trip!"

Once they were on the road, Thalassa's heart still raced with anxiety.

She never imagined a day when she would be fleeing with her children like a fugitive.

She hadn't done anything wrong.

All she wanted was a peaceful life for herself and her kids.

Back at the rented apartment, Lysander stood outside the front door, an imposing figure in the dim light. He knocked twice, but there was no response.

With a swift kick, he broke open the door. The apartment was dark, not a single light was on.

His eyes glinted in the night, like a beast on the hunt.

Effortlessly, he located the light switch and flooded the room with a white light.