The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1445

It was a few ticks past seven in the morning now.

With Lydia in tow, Thalassa hurried towards Dr. Funke’s residence.

Once they reached Dr. Funke's doorstep, Thalassa rang the doorbell, but no one seemed to be stirring inside.

After a couple of minutes, the door swung open to reveal Dr. Funke in slippers and pajamas, his face clouded with the grogginess of early morning. “You’re quite the early bird, huh?”

“Well, you know what they say, the early bird catches the worm. I did promise to introduce your new apprentice to you yesterday,” Thalassa replied with a breezy confidence. Just then, her pocket buzzed with the sound of an incoming call.

She pulled out her cell phone and saw that it was a callback from Hertha. With a polite smile to Dr. Funke, she excused herself, “Sorry, I need to take this call.”

Stepping aside, she answered the call, but she was greeted by an unfamiliar male tone. “Hello, this is the Traffic Police Department. May I know what your relation is to the owner of this phone?”

Traffic Police?

A chill sank into Thalassa’s stomach, and a rush of concern was flooding her. “I’m a close friend of hers. Why is her phone with the Traffic Police?”

“Your friend was involved in a car accident last night and has been taken to the hospital.”

“What?” Thalassa felt her heart clench.

“How serious is it? Which hospital is she at?” Thalassa’s voice trembled with urgency, her mind racing.

She had called Hertha the previous night, and when there was no answer, a nagging worry had set in. But now, reality seemed far grimmer than she had feared.

But what about Hertha? If she didn’t rush to her friend’s side and something terrible happened, how could she forgive herself?

Torn between her best friend's plight and her children's father's sole chance at a cure, Thalassa felt as if she was being torn apart. Choosing between two people she held dear was excruciating.

Her heart was a taut string, ready to snap at any further strain.

“Enough, just leave now.” Dr. Funke glanced at Thalassa with disdain and moved to close the door.

“Wait!” Thalassa lunged forward, stopping the door with her hand, her clear eyes swirling with desperation as she fought to contain her inner turmoil.

Even though it was difficult, she made her decision with resolve. “Dr. Funke, just give me five minutes. I made you a promise, and I have no intention of breaking it.”