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?”

him calling me a nightclub waitress when he greeted

belly, all grumpy “Guess you really can’t

turned out to be a flaky

www

that were just starting to stir in her heart were extinguished before

let’s go home. Thalassa took her arm, hailed a tax on the street,

immediately checked her

status updates and found out that she’s

round face, big eyes, and cherry lips, she looked

the laugh he’d been holding in, laughing so hard he was

“Hahaha.”

floor, the doors opened, and Alaric

for the elevator, thought he’d run into some nutcase. He looked and saw it

in confusion, Mr. Falconer, what’s so funny? Care to

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

was doubled over

years, but this was

cute expressions, she was like a

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

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