The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1541

But remembering how Bridget had been a rock for her, taking care of the kids while she was recovering from the car accident, Hertha felt she couldn't possibly say no this time. Bridget had been juggling caring for her and the kids without a break for days on end.

This time, Bridget needed the time off for a family matter, and Hertha knew it would be heartless to refuse.

"Alright, Bridget, take tomorrow off. I'll call in a day's leave at the office," Hertha said.

"Thank you, Ms. Kensington," Bridget sighed with relief, her gratitude palpable.

"Don't mention it, I should be the one thanking you," Hertha replied.

...

The next day, Thalassa was up at the crack of dawn, sharing a quick breakfast with Astrid before getting ready to meet Dr. Funke and the woman he was set up with.

After Thalassa left, Astrid was clearing the table when she noticed Thalassa had left the woman's profile on the coffee table. Astrid grabbed the documents and rushed out, but Thalassa had already driven off.

Panic set in for Astrid. Thalassa had specifically printed those documents for Dr. Funke to review during the blind date, having been asked by Dr. Funke himself to arrange this with detailed information on the woman.

Having overheard Thalassa's conversations with Dr. Funke, Astrid knew he was not one to be trifled with—demanding, with a peculiar personality. She knew Thalassa was going to have a tough time without those documents.

"No, no, Dr. Funke hasn't arrived yet," Thalassa gratefully said.

"That's good then," Astrid nodded, about to leave when a middle-aged man entered. He was dressed in a suit and tie, not particularly tall or striking, but his demeanor blended humor with a touch of elegance.

He glanced at Thalassa and then at Astrid, who looked graceful despite her age, her hair almost entirely gray. "Thalassa, you're really skimping on effort now, bringing someone who's halfway to the grave for a blind date," he remarked.

Thalassa turned to see Dr. Funke approaching, realizing he mistook Astrid for his date. She was about to correct him when Astrid, stung by his words, retorted, "How dare you speak to me like that? Calling me halfway to the grave? Have you no decency?"

Astrid was usually the picture of composure, rarely losing her temper unless truly provoked.