Chapter 544

Thalassa looked up at Hertha, her eyes welling up with tears in an instant. Her voice was pitiful and helpless. “Hertha, Lysander has taken the kids…”

“What?” Hertha gasped, her eyes wide, “Does Lysander know they’re his children?”

Tears rolled down Thalassa’s cheeks as she nodded, “He knows…”

“Holy smokes! We hid it so well, how did he find out?” Hertha, aghast, walked into the room and sat down next to Thalassa. She looked at her friend with a mix of curiosity and shock.

Unbelievable. Just yesterday morning, everything was fine. How could the little ones be taken away by Lysander in just a day’s time?

Thalassa, feeling drained of energy, recounted everything that had happened from yesterday to today for Hertha She didn’t know what to do. Maybe having another person know could provide her with some advice.

“So the problem started with the toy store owner?” Hertha queried, “Normal people wouldn’t investigate a store owner. Lysander’s train of thought isn’t something ordinary people can fathom.”

Learning that Lysander had started his investigation from the suspicious lead of the toy store owner, Hertha was filled with disbelief and confusion.

No wonder Thalassa had been so careful, so cautious about hiding the children. So Lysander was really that dangerous.

Now that he knew the children were his, he would really take them away without leaving a single one for Thalassa, not even allowing her to see them again.

Thalassa was cut to the quick.

Swallowing, Thalassa didn’t have the energy to comment on Lysander’s cunning. Her mind was filled with worry for the children.

She had no idea how they were faring in the Royal Estates and whether they had been crying.

“How much did Lysander offer you to sever the mother-child bond?” Hertha, her mind teeming with gossip and curiosity, wanted to understand everything that had happened in the past day that she hadn’t been part of.

Thalassa held up her hand, forming a ten with her fingers.

Hertha guessed, Ten thousand dollars?”

Thalassa shook her head.

“One million?”

Thalassa still shook her head.

Realizing something, Hertha’s eyes lit up. “Don’t tell me it’s a billion.”

Thalassa nodded.

Hertha gasped again. “Holy smokes! That’s a lot! Rich people really know how to throw their weight around.”

“Does it matter that he’s rich? I’d rather not have his money and have the children back.” She wished she could return the money to Lysander, but she didn’t even know his bank account number.

He wouldn’t pick up the phone either, refusing to let her talk.

Hertha’s heart thudded wildly, and she found it hard to chill. One wave of shocking gossip after another had left her in a state of shock.

It would take her a moment to consume.

This juicy piece of gossip was more delicious than any she’d ever consumed on social media.

“You’re right. Children can’t be measured in terms of money. Lysander is too heartless by saying to buy off your relationship with the children. Money can’t buy off the bond between you and the kids. He really doesn’t know what children mean to a mother.”

Hertha ranted, standing up for Thalassa.

After finishing, she heaved a sigh, “Back when we were penniless, we hustled for money and lived on the edge. Now that we have money and can be with the kids, they’re taken away. What the heck?”

Thalassa wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. “There must be a way.” She said.

“What will you do?” Hertha asked.