The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 47

She told Hertha about what she saw when she was working in the nightclub the other day. Alaric was surrounded by women, even enjoying the sight of beauty feeding him fruit.

She wasn’t trying to be a buzzkill for Hertha, she just wanted to let her know the kind of scene her potential beau was in and the kind of sketchy stuff he’s been up to before she got all heart eyed

So that Hertha could brace herself

As Hertha’s bestie, it was her duty to give her a heads-up and let her know whether the guy was a keeper or a total douche before she decided to fall head over heels

She couldn’t let Hertha dive in headfirst, knowing fully well that there was something fishy about the guy.

It would be too late by the time she was truly head over heels and then found out he’s a jerk.

Hearing Thalassa’s description, Hertha’s fiery heart seemed to have been doused with cold water, and she cooled down a bit.

She pouted and asked. ‘Is he really that flaky?”

to you? Didn’t you hear him calling me a nightclub waitress when he

frog’s belly, all grumpy “Guess you really can’t

a hunk, but he turned out to be a

www

starting to stir in

arm, hailed a

checked her WhatsApp profile picture, and found a

looked at her status updates and found out that she’s

eyes, and

him earlier, Alaric finally let out the laugh he’d been holding in,

“Hahaha.”

the doors opened, and Alaric

for the elevator, thought he’d run into

Falconer,

elevator, palted David’s shoulder, wiped a tear from the corner of his eye, and said, “I just ran into a smitten woman downstairs. She was drooling over my face, even licked

doubled

but this was the first time he’d seen

was like a little kitten in heat, both adorable

Falconer’s irresistible charm, attracting crowds wherever you go.