The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1185

"So, what's your plan?" Thalassa could only go along with what Hertha had in mind.

"Just come with me, and I'll play it by ear," Hertha said, knowing that the real reason she wanted company was that she felt braver and more confident with someone by her side. Plus, it gave her the chance to be her cunning self.

Without Thalassa, she'd chicken out at the crucial moment, worried about messing things up, especially with a guy who had a PhD from abroad.

"Alright, I'll take the afternoon off to be there with you," Thalassa agreed.

"You're the best, Thalassa, love ya! Mwah!" Hertha teased playfully.

That afternoon, Thalassa asked Ethan for a half-day off and headed to the restaurant Hertha had mentioned.

Hertha was already waiting at the entrance. Seeing Thalassa, she warmly linked arms with her and said, "I see him. He's over there by the window. Let's head straight over."

Arm in arm, they approached the cozy corner of the restaurant where a man sat, the very picture of a scholar with his rimless glasses and neither slim nor chubby build.

He wore a crisp white shirt, set off by a classic blue and red striped tie, and had the sort of handsome look that stood out in a crowd, exuding a learned charm.

"Hi there, you must be Spencer?" Hertha greeted him with a smile.

The man looked up, glanced at Hertha, then at Thalassa, and stood up with a polite smile, "Yes, I'm Spencer. Which one of you is Ms. Kensington?"

"This is Hertha Kensington, and I'm her best friend, here for moral support," Thalassa introduced.

"Please, have a seat." Spencer gestured warmly to the chairs opposite him. He beckoned the waiter and passed the menus to them.

"Take a look, whatever you girls feel like eating," he suggested, encouraging them to choose.

With a broad grin, Hertha said, "Why don't you pick, Spencer? We're not picky eaters."