Chapter 211

Before Thalassa could say a word, Hertha swiftly changed the subject, circling back to the topic that ha d almost caused her to rear–end the car in front of her, “You just said the kids‘ dad is Lysander?” Her wide eyes were filled with shock, glued to Thalassa, afraid to miss any subtle change in her expression, In contrast to her excitement, Thalassa simply nodded, “Yep.”

“Holy cow, am I dreaming or what?” Hertha was beside herself, like she had just won the lottery. “Thala ssa, pinch me, see if I feel it.”

The kids‘ dad was Lysander, with whom they were just discussing how he passed away. If Lysander kn ew, he would have flipped his lid.

Seeing her reaction, Thalassa chuckled, “You’re reacting just like me when I first heard.”

“Well duh! That’s Lysander we’re talking about! King of power, helmsman of a wealthy family, the man every woman drea ms of but can’t touch. Look at you! Not only did you have his kid, you had four!”

Hertha held up four fingers in a mix of awe and shock.

The traffic light had turned green, and cars had already moved along, but Hertha’s car was still parked t here as she excitedly chatted away with Thalassa.

Cars behind had grown impatient, honking their horns.

Thalassa urged her to start driving.

Only then did Hertha snap back to reality and drove away.

Once they reached a safe spot. Hertha simply pulled over, continuing her chat with Thalassa and wanti ng to know all the details.

Thalassa was also feeling down. She told Hertha everything about her encounter and recognition with Lysander five years ago and five years later.

She also talked about Lysander’s dislike for children and Zephyr’s disdain for her, saying she was not g ood enough for Lysander and even accusing her of selling her body for status.

“Oh my god, if Lysander knew about your four kids, the Sinclair family would surely kick you out and tak e the kids. Then you’d lose both the man and the kids.” Hertha analyzed, drawing her conclusion.

That was also Thalassa’s worry, Lysander didn’t like kids and couldn’t offer paternal love, and the grandparents in the Sinclair family wer e hoping for Lysander to have grandchildren.

Zephyr looked down on her and would definitely not allow Lysander to marry her.

When that happened, the Sinclair family would snatch away her kids and kick her out, and Lysander wo uld marry a rich heiress, effectively finding a stepmother for the kids.

Her kids would not only lack a father’s love but also be bullied by the stepmother.

Thinking about this, Thalassa felt suffocated.

That’s why she mustn’t let anyone from the Sinclair family know about her children’s existence.

Hertha shared her sentiments.

“That Lysander, so ruthless to his own son, even demanding $5000!” Hertha hit the steering wheel in a nger, causing the horn to honk.

Passersby were looking at them like they were crazy.

The number 5000 immediately struck a nerve in Thalassa.

She looked at Hertha in disbelief and said. “What did you say, $5000?”

Hertha nodded calmly. “Yes, the price for a Rolls Royce tire is even more than that, this is a discounted price.”

Thalassa was stunned.

For her already not–so–wealthy family, this was adding fuel to the fire.

Hertha dropped her off at the Sinclair Group, then drove off to work.

Instead of going straight into the company, Thalassa went to the underground parking lot.

She wanted to see how bad the punctured tire was and if it really had to be replaced.

Couldn’t it just be patched up?