The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1713

She was dying to see how her father would explain Thalassa's background!

Joshua glanced at the reporter who had asked the question, pondering without opening his mouth, his expression growing stern.

The atmosphere turned tense.

Thalassa understood the challenge Joshua faced; this was an attempt to expose the turmoil in Joshua's private life.

For someone like Joshua, a CEO of a major corporation, any scandal regarding his personal conduct could directly impact his company's stock prices, far beyond just the fame and profits of a jewelry competition.

Thalassa stepped forward and said, "Mr. Whitman has been nothing but kind and generous in taking me under his wing as his goddaughter. Is there a problem with that?"

As soon as she spoke, Lysander's deep eyes turned coldly towards her. Thalassa felt a chill directed at her, and as she followed that sensation, she met Lysander's icy gaze. His look was sharp as a sword, causing Thalassa's heart to skip a beat.

Did she say something wrong? Why was Lysander looking at her that way?

And after she had spoken, Joshua looked at her incredulously.

Seizing the moment, the reporter pressed on: "Can you tell us when this father-daughter relationship started? How much allowance does your godfather give you each month?"

Hearing this, Thalassa's head buzzed, her blood running cold as she realized what the reporter had insinuated.

He thought she was being financially supported by Joshua!

Her own father, disregarding the future of the company and the interests of the Whitman family, publicly acknowledged Thalassa as his daughter!

How important was Thalassa to him!

As Joshua finished, the reporters went wild, snapping photos and recording, some even live-streaming the event.

The reporter pushed further, "Mr. Whitman, coming forward about your daughter today must be to protect her. So, how much financial support did you provide for her participation in the jewelry competition?"

At this, Joshua's face fell, filled with guilt. Thalassa hadn't asked him for a single penny in three years.

Even her participation in this competition was something he had only learned about an hour ago.