The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1473

Thalassa didn't slow her stride as she marched into the yard, swiftly opened the car door, and glanced back at Joshua.

"You better head back. Don't keep your family waiting," she said curtly.

With those words, she slid into the driver's seat and drove off.

But Joshua felt a sting in his heart from her words. Thalassa still didn't consider the Whitman family as her own.

He had once suggested that Thalassa take their surname, but she had refused. She had said that she preferred being listed under her aunt and uncle-in-law's name in the family records. They had no children of their own, and she wanted to be their sole heir.

So, Thalassa's last name remained Everhart. Even though she had acknowledged Joshua as her father, she had never truly accepted him as family.

Joshua knew that he could never make up for over twenty years of absent fatherhood in just a few moments, but Thalassa's resistant attitude still left him feeling defeated.

As he watched Thalassa's car disappear into the distance, Joshua returned to the living room, his brow furrowed in frustration. He reproachfully said to Matilda, "What were you thinking, bringing up the marriage agreement between Lysander and Rosalind? A perfectly good family meal, ruined!"

"Joshua, get this straight—it's Zephyr who has issues with Thalassa and doesn't want her marrying into the Sinclair family. That's why he suggested Lysander and Rosalind's engagement. Without Rosalind, another debutante would just swoop in to claim Mrs. Sinclair's title. I was merely fighting for Rosalind's chance to be with Lysander. How is that wrong? If the title of Mrs. Sinclair isn't going to our family, it will go to someone else. Do you really want to see Lysander marry another woman and have no ties to us?" Matilda retorted, her irritation clear.

"I will fight for Thalassa's chance to be with Lysander," Joshua declared with a cold snort, seeing it as his only chance to make amends to Thalassa.

To her, it was a humiliation, causing pain with every beat.

How could she ever genuinely accept Thalassa?

"I'll handle this. You stay out of it," Joshua said firmly.

"I'm off to class. You two can keep arguing!" Rosalind suddenly exclaimed, dropping her fork with a clatter on the dining table.