The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 871

Chapter 871 

But now, Thalassa stood there, speechless, facing Charlotte’s accusations and Amelia’s relentless pressure. Her heart was tormented, experiencing inner turmoil and the chill settling along her spine. 

Yet, she couldn’t utter a single word. 

At this point, anything she said would be dismissed as lies and deceit. 

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As they claimed, she was caught red–handed, and nothing she said now could change that fact. 

Thalassa felt her breath hitch, standing there like a lamb waiting for slaughter. 

Ethan, who had just been defending Thalassa, was taken aback when Charlotte pulled out the bracelet from Thalassa’s pocket. He looked at Thalassa, hoping for her to say something. 

But all he saw were her lips, pressed together in a tight line, not a word coming out. 

Ethan was worried, but since he wasn’t at the scene earlier, he didn’t know the details, and felt it was inappropriate for him to say anything. 

“What was supposed to be a wholesome feast, intended to bless Leopold and raise funds for charity, got ruined because of one bad apple,” Zephyr spoke, his gravelly voice echoing in the room. His eyes, cloudy with age, were filled with hostility as he stared at Thalassa. 

His words were sharp and biting. 

Zephyr had never liked Thalassa. He had initially mistaken her for an ambitious and ruthless woman who would stop at nothing for power. Then, when Sybil passed away, he blamed Thalassa’s mother, Evelyn, and his dislike for Thalassa grew. And then, when Leopold died… 

Most of Leopold’s death, he believed, was because of Thalassa. 

If Leopold hadn’t been infatuated with Thalassa, he wouldn’t have made such foolish decisions. 

Zephyr’s initial distaste for Thalassa had now turned into deep–seated hatred. 

The grief of outliving one’s offspring was unbearable, and Zephyr had experienced it twice. 

The pain was overwhelming. 

And now, Thalassa was accused of stealing, and it wasn’t just any bracelet. It was a symbol of the Sinclair family’s heiress. 

She was trying to steal the Sinclair family’s heiress’s position! 

Unthinkable! Delusional! 

Zephyr’s words were like a sharp thorn, piercing Thalassa’s heart. She looked at Zephyr’s eyes filled with murky hatred. 

Thalassa’s heart clenched, her hand at her side balled into a fist, her face drained of color. 

“Grandpa, don’t fret. I’ll call the police right away. A woman like her, with such dirty tricks, doesn’t deserve to step foot into the Sinclair estate, Amelia comforted Zephyr, pulling out her phone, ready to make the call. 

At that moment, there was a commotion at the entrance of the banquet hall. The air seemed to drop in pressure, thick and suffocating.