The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 722

On the surface, it appeared as if Charlotte was complimenting Thalassa on her beauty, but her real intention was to insinuate that Thalassa had used her looks to climb the corporate ladder.

Thalassa's clear eyes grew colder, but her lips still held a diplomatic smile.

"Most beautiful women choose to enter the entertainment industry, where they can showcase their beauty in front of a camera. My profession is not related to my appearance." She responded without elaborating, but this was already enough to counter Charlotte's insinuation.

"Haha. Ms. Everhart, your eloquence is impressive. No wonder you're a secretary." Charlotte brushed it off with a joke, then asked a more piercing question. "I believe our audience would like to know why a capable woman like you, who must have had good grades, dropped out of college in her sophomore year. Is there a secret you're hiding?"

She held the microphone towards Thalassa, implying that the question couldn't be dodged.

Thalassa's gaze hardened as she looked at Charlotte. She was crossing a line.

Charlotte maintained her smile, but her eyes were provocative. From her stare alone, her intentions were clear. She wanted to humiliate her in front of the entire nation. She wanted Thalassa to realize how foolish she was for even thinking of competing for Lysander with her.

"Ms. Ravensong, there's a comment from the live stream." A cameraman suddenly interjected during their intense stare-off.

"What comment?" Charlotte asked reflexively.

"A viewer named V-Milk said that she was a college classmate of Ms. Everhart. She mentioned that Thalassa dropped out because she was pregnant." The cameraman relayed.

After hearing this, Thalassa felt a cold chill run down her spine.

This was a live interview, not a recorded one. If her pregnancy secret were to be revealed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Without missing a beat, Thalassa grabbed her wrist as her expression turned ice-cold. "No one is going to put up with your tantrums! Now that the interview is over, leave! Don't get in my way!"

With that, she let go of Charlotte's hand, returned to her desk, and resumed her work.

Charlotte, left fuming, glared at Thalassa's back. "Just you wait! I will find out who's the father of your child! Lysander has no idea that you're used goods! I'll make sure he knows exactly what kind of woman you are!"

With those parting words, Charlotte stormed off.

Thalassa, still holding her mouse, squeezed it lightly. Although she seemed to be looking at her computer, she wasn't absorbing a single word.