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At the outset, Callum had arranged to meet Thalassa at the Fortune Restaurant, ostensibly to chat

about Leopold.

Now, sitting in the Fortune Restaurant for the second time, Leopold remained the unwelcome topic of

their conversation.

Every mention of Leopold sent a pulse of pain through Thalassa's heart.

Why was Leopold so stubborn and so foolish? Did he really believe that she insisted on breaking up

with him because he wasn't influential enough?

If she cared about family background or wealth, she wouldn't have been with him when she thought he

was just an average college guy, oblivious to the fact that he was from a top-tier family.

For Thalassa, it was never about lineage or power. If she chose someone, their pedigree meant

nothing. And if she hadn't made up her mind about someone, not even a king could keep her by his

side.

Her idea of happiness was simple: to love each other, be united, and strive for a shared humble life.

She had decisively ended things with Leopold because she couldn't bear the fact that he had been with

another woman, and she herself had been deceived, robbed of her innocence.

She couldn't erase the image of Leopold in bed with Isabella Everhart from her mind, nor could she

ignore the despair that came with her own violation.

That night had ensured she and Leopold could never be together again.

Later, she found out she was pregnant and gave birth to quadruplets.

With every passing day, the gap between her and Leopold grew wider.

The problems between them couldn't be fixed with mere effort. Sadly, she hadn't told him soon enough.

Thalassa clenched her hands in her lap, her body taut with discomfort, biting her lip to hold back the

tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

The regret she owed Leopold would haunt her for a lifetime.

Callum noticed her reddened eyes, the shimmer of unshed tears she fought to control.

Seeing her struggle tugged at his heartstrings.

Leopold's passing was a wound that hadn't healed for him either. Leopold was his good friend and his

excellent business partner.

He could still remember the thunderous shock, the grief that had enveloped him when he heard the

news, as if the skies above had turned black.

Each mention of Leopold was like a thorn in his side, throbbing with pain.

He believed Thalassa felt the same.

Thalassa looked up, pushing back the tears, her eyes red as she tried to steady her voice, determined

not to let it crack.

"Do you want me to plead for Debby?" Thalassa asked, voice quivering despite her best efforts.

After speaking, she quickly grabbed a tissue to dab away the tears that escaped her control,

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If Thalassa showed no emotion when speaking of Leopold, that would have worried Callum more.