A tech-savvy guy, with his laptop in tow, started tapping away. He managed to pull up the surveillance footage from the front of Vibrant Oasis Residences.
Soon, he found the images of the Thalassa family.
âMr. Sinclair, Ms. Everhart got into a taxi with the license plate number LA348â². This was about half an hour ago.â He reported back.
Lysanderâs face darkened; he got into his car and sped off in the direction the taxi had taken.
David followed suit, a fleet of vehicles and well-trained bodyguards trailing behind him, along with the tech whizzes who were adept at hacking and pulling up surveillance footage.
Thalassa, her kids, and Evelyn had been in the taxi the whole time.
She gave the taxi driver an address, asking him to drive them out of the city.
That would take a few hours.
Unfortunately, they ran into rush hour; the freeway was already jammed when the car got there.
A sea of cars stretched out in front of them. They were crawling along at a snailâs pace; moving a few meters felt like ages. They were all stuck in the bottleneck of traffic Thalassa was anxious, her heart pounding. She wondered if Lysander had noticed her escape.
In an attempt to sever any links that Lysander might use to locate her, Thalassa had deliberately turned off her cell phone..
Thus, even if Lysander tried calling her, he wouldnât get through.
Even with these precautions, she was nervous; her fluttering heart was unable to calm down.
The kids had no idea what was going on.
Thinking that they were taking a vacation, they were chatting away in the backseat; their little voices were filled with innocence and joy.
âItâs the first time momâs taking us on a vacation. Iâm so excited.â Atticus smiled.
In the past, their mother was always busy with work and hardly having time to spend with them.
Now he had earned her mom a billion dollars. Maybe that was why she had the financial freedom to spend time with them.
If that was the case, Atticus would be over the moon. He was finally able to help his mom.
Dorian, Atticusâ little fanboy, nodded enthusiastically at Atticusâ words, âYep, I want to see unicorns.
Theyâre so cute in the cartoon. I wish I could have one as a pet.â
Evelyn, who had been feeling down, couldnât help but laugh at their conversation, âUnicorns are just in your cartoons. They canât be kept as pets.â
âWhy not?â Dorian tilted his head; his innocent child eyes widened with curiosity.
âBecause theyâre rare and precious, like you guys to us. They canât just give them away to others,â
Evelyn said, her face lighting up with a smile as she patted Dorianâs little head.
âOh, I see,â Dorian said, looking enlightened, âThey canât be away from their mom or theyâd be sad and pitiful.â
Just like they wanted to stay with their mom all the time.
Evelyn nodded, âThatâs one way to put it.â
Elowen, the quirky and chubby cheeked one, beamed at them; her dimples made her even more charming.
Then letâs ask our mom to give birth to an unicorn for each of us. Then weâll have unicorns and they wonât have to be away from their mom.â
The innocence of the childrenâs conversation made even the taxi driver chuckle.
He couldnât help but glance back at the kids in the rear-view mirror. Cute as a button, their adorable faces were radiating innocence and charm.
Their words were so cute that it could melt anyoneâs heart.
The driverâs eyes filled with admiration and affection for the children. He made conversation, âThese four seem about the same age. Are they quadruplets?â
Thalassa, a little absent-minded, replied, âYes.â
âWow, real-life quadruplets. Theyâre so adorable. Their dad must love them to bits. What a lucky man,â
the driver exclaimed.
Thalassa gave a stiff smile and remained silent.
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