The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 642

Thalassa shook her head helplessly, raising her voice, "Dreaming won't get you anywhere. It's not reality! You need to get up and start earning your keep. Focus on getting Alaric into your bed. That's being practical."

Hertha, roused by the noise, mumbled, "Just let me dream. Let me get my thrill."

"Dreaming about him won't get you pregnant. Alaric is too good-looking. Don't you want to have his baby?" Thalassa played her trump card, her unique wake-up service.

Upon hearing this, Hertha sat up, her eyes wide open, charged with energy. She raised her fists in determination, "Fight for it. Chase my dream guy. Have his baby, and raise a little dream guy! Let's go, go, go!"

Thalassa cheered her on, "Go, go, go!"

The two women scrambled from the bed and rushed into the bathroom to brush their teeth, wash their faces, and comb their hair as quickly as possible.

Luckily, both of them had good skin, so they could get by without makeup.

If they had to put makeup on, that would delay them another hour.

Hastily finishing up, they rushed out the door. Thalassa was about to call a cab when Hertha offered, "Don't bother with a cab. I'll drive you to work."

"But it's out of your way. You'll be late," Thalassa didn't want to inconvenience Hertha.

"I'm okay as long as I make it in time for lunch. You're different. You have a meeting at ten. Don't you want to keep your job?"

Hertha's job was relatively relaxed. She had almost nothing to do in the morning, as long as she clocked in successfully.

"Alright, once I've sorted out my troubles, I'll treat you to a meal," Thalassa agreed as she got into the car.

"That's a must. We'll have barbecue and beer," Hertha declared.

Thalassa raced against time, arriving at her office at 9:55. She dashed towards the secretary's office.

When entering, she found Ethan sitting at her desk, acting every bit the boss.

Betty was standing not far from him, looking glum as if she was being reprimanded.

Seeing this, Thalassa suppressed her panting and smiled awkwardly. "Mr. Ethan."