The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1300

The chances of marrying Lysander were pretty high if the woman was recognized by Zephyr.

Susan couldn't mask her disappointment as she realized her moment of playing the heroine had all been for naught. She had imagined herself basking in Lysander's affection, standing proudly by his side for all to see in the future.

Even if she didn't end up marrying him, becoming his lady like Thalassa seemed pretty likely. But before Lysander could even utter a word, Zephyr had shot her down.

The higher Susan's hopes had soared, the deeper her spirits now plunged.

She was fuming, and she wasn't about to let Thalassa off the hook. She spitefully reminded Thalassa that her days of bliss were numbered, that Lysander would soon marry another woman.

Thalassa snapped out of her daze, her melancholic gaze sharpening as she glared at Susan. "Save your pity for yourself. After all you've schemed, all you got was just a medical bill," she spat out before storming out of the ward.

"You—argh!" Susan choked on her anger. The previous slap from Thalassa combined with the stinging words, sent her into a fury. She grabbed the bouquet from the bedside table and hurled it to the ground, screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Susan, calm down," Lucy pleaded, trying to soothe her daughter.

Bruce's face was like thunder. He had thought his daughter was about to transform from a nobody into a phoenix. Now all they had got a mere coverage of the medical expense! His plans to cash in crumbled, and how could he not be angry?

Meanwhile, Ethan found the whole spectacle rather amusing.

What a bunch of phonies, he thought to himself. They flip-flopped faster than actors in a play, changing their tune to suit whoever they faced. He had never seen such hypocrisy up close.