The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1101

"No, I wouldn't dare be upset. I don't even have the right to be autonomous, let alone get angry. If that's all, I'm going to hang up now."

"Hold on!" The commanding voice of Lysander boomed through the speaker just in time.

Thalassa gripped her phone tighter, knowing better than to just cut the call abruptly. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she asked, "Is there something else?"

"Where are you? I'll come get you," Lysander demanded without room for debate.

"I'm at the Crawley Group, working late," Thalassa blurted out, intending to mislead him before promptly ending the call.

Ever since the cloud pendant, which contained a hidden tracker and was given to her by Lysander, was melted down, he could no longer pinpoint her exact location.

Thalassa didn't want Lysander to come for her; she needed some space to think.

And why should every aspect of her life be controlled by him?

After hanging up, she hailed a cab and provided the driver with the address to Star Harbor Villa, eager to spend some time with her mother.

Whenever she felt utterly down, she yearned for the comfort of her mother's shoulder to lean on, to be coddled, even if it came with a soft scolding. It still brought her peace of mind.

At least, she knew she had a mother's love - the love of someone who truly cared for her.

Love can indeed heal all wounds, especially the love of parents.

With parents, life is a source of solace; without them, only the journey remains.

As long as her mother was with her, she would always be her child, cherished and cared for. If she was gone, all that would be left was loneliness and the need for bravery.

Therefore, she would do anything in her power to protect Evelyn from any distress or harm, ensuring that no damaging footage would ever see the light of day.

Before long, Thalassa arrived at Star Harbor Villa. The lights inside were welcoming.

Pushing the door open, she found Evelyn sitting motionless on the sofa, lost in thought and visibly lonely.

"Not yet. Work ran late, and I'm both tired and hungry," Thalassa pouted, allowing herself to be her most authentic self around her mother.

"Starving at this hour? I'll fix you something," Evelyn said as she stood and headed to the kitchen.

Left alone on the sofa, Thalassa fought boredom until her phone buzzed with an incoming call.

It was Lysander.

She hesitated for a moment before answering.

Lysander's deep, cool voice came through, tinged with irritation, "The Crawley Group is empty. Where the hell are you?"

Thalassa remained silent, her heart sinking.

Had he actually gone to the Crawley Group to look for her?