The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 664

Chapter 664 

Thalassa cast her gaze downward at the chubby little boy before her. His round, soft face reminded her of a plump, milk-flavored jello. 

“Sweetie, did you hurt your head? Let me rub it for you.” Thalassa spoke softly as she reached out to gently massage the boy’s tender scalp. 

The little tyke looked to be about four or five years old. He was around the same age as her own darling children. 

His eyes stared curiously at Thalassa. He didn’t move as she soothed his head. He felt an inexplicable sense of comfort around this woman. 

“Dylan, I told you to slow down. Now you’ve bumped into someone.” Ethan emerged from his office, pulling the boy away from Thalassa with a stern expression. 

Upon hearing Ethan call out the boy’s name, Thalassa looked at him curiously. 

His name was Dylan? 

Just yesterday, Elowen mentioned that she had kissed a boy named Dylan, describing his face as jello-like. 

The boy standing before her fit Elowen’s description perfectly. 

Could it be that Elowen had kissed this very boy that was in front of her right now? 

“Sorry, ma’am. I didn’t mean to.” The little guy apologized as his face saddened with remorse. 

Thalassa smiled warmly and reassured him that nothing was wrong. “It’s okay, no harm done.” 

“Are you here by yourself? Where’s your dad?” Ethan asked, 

“Dad dropped me off. He left as soon as we reached the door.” Dylan replied as he scratched his head. 

Ethan sighed while shaking the test paper in his hand. “You only scored E on your Spanish test?” 

The little guy had only managed to score E?! As soon as they entered the office, Ethan was handed the test paper. 

The implication was clear. His unreliable brother wanted him to tutor his nephew in Spanish. 

Ethan was speechless. How did he end up with such a responsibility? 

“The test was too hard. I didn’t know a lot of the words.” Dylan confessed as his small hand scratched his head sheepishly. 

“Well then, you should go home and ask your dad for help.” Ethan said, preparing to send him home. 

But Dylan stubbornly gripped the door frame, refusing to leave. “Dad said you’re great at Spanish and that you’d help me.” 

Ethan sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. His brother was always finding new ways to trick him. 

“Listen, kiddo, my Spanish isn’t that great either. And I have a lot of work to do. How about this? I’ll find someone to tutor you.” Ethan’s eyes slowly landed on Thalassa. 

Thalassa was taken aback as she met his calculating gaze. “What are you looking at me for?” 

“Ms. Everhart, I’m sure tutoring in Spanish won’t be a big deal for you. For today and tomorrow, your main task will be to explain this test paper and help Dylan understand his mistakes. Sound good?” 

He shamelessly handed her the test paper. 

Thalassa glanced at the paper, marked with a ‘E.’