The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Thalassa was in a rush earlier, worried about losing Dorian again, so she didn’t think twice before

taking all three of her kids into the ladies’ room.

But her kids were really well-behaved. They stood with their backs to the door, not causing any

nuisance and absolutely no peeping.

Plus, everyone did their business behind closed doors, so there was no way Dorian could’ve seen

anything.

She made sure her kids faced the wall, their backs to the door to avoid any unnecessary fuss.

But this woman, just because one of the kids was a boy, started getting all nasty and venomous. She

just wouldn’t let it go.

Thalassa already apologized and explained the situation.

But this woman not only badmouthed Thalassa. She even talked trash about her kids, saying they’d

grow up to be criminals!

That was way out of line!

Thalassa could take a hit or two herself, but she wouldn’t stand for anyone attacking her kids.

As a mom, she would protect her kids no matter what!

And if anyone tried to hurt her kids, she wouldn’t be playing nice!

This woman was pretty hefty and looked like she could hold her own.

But she got caught off guard and shoved into the sink with no time to prepare.

Her head held down, she was in a panic, her hands struggling but weak.

Her face was submerged in the sink and she was on the verge of suffocating.

Thalassa’s furious voice echoed in her ears as she flailed around like a drowning hen, trying to grab

Thalassa’s hand.

Thalassa evaded her grasp, lifted her head up for a quick breath of fresh air, and then shoved her back

in, making her drink the sink water.

Thalassa was fuming, nearly out of her mind, “This is how I felt when I was looking for my kids,

suffocating and desperate! Now you get it? My kids were facing the wall, not looking this way. Yet you Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

cursed them! People like you are the real scum of society! If your mouth is dirty, I don’t mind helping

you clean it up!”

Thalassa kept the woman’s head under water, making her struggle.

If she couldn’t empathize with others’ pain and talk so viciously, then let her experience the pain of

suffocation and clean that dirty mouth of hers!

“Mommy,” a childlike voice rang out.

It was like a beam of light striking Thalassa’s anger. She whipped her head around to see the little girl

standing by her side, helpless and crying.

Thalassa paused, a pang of pity welling up in her heart. She pulled the woman out of the sink and let

go of her.

The woman’s hair was soaked, her face covered in water. Her makeup was ruined. Mascara smeared

all over her eyes, looking like a panda. Her cheap foundation was soaked, peeling off like dead skin.

Her lipstick was blurred, smearing around her mouth.

She looked like a clown, ridiculous and disheveled.

Her first reaction after being freed was not to comfort her crying child, but to charge at Thalassa in fury,

“You dare to hit me. I’ll kill you!”

Thalassa reacted quickly, grabbing the woman’s flailing arms. Thalassa, being used to physical labor,

was pretty strong. She held onto the woman’s hands, rendering her immobile.

Thalassa glared at the woman, a cold laugh escaping her lips, “Don’t you love your daughter? She’s

crying, and you don’t care. Instead, you’re eager to take revenge for yourself. Whether you are selfish

or you truly love your daughter, you should know better than me.”

This woman was just so self-centered and venomous, and she had no class.

She was all high and mighty about considering her daughter earlier, and now she had suddenly

forgotten about her.