The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1137

“Seriously, what’s your beef with Georgia? Why can’t you stand her?” Angelina was at her wits’ end with him.

“It’s simple, I just don’t like her. She’s so skinny, like a walking skeleton. Every time I see her, something inside me just recoils,” Alaric complained, looking visibly annoyed.

“And what’s your type, then?”

“I like a girl with some curves, a bit on the plush side, and cute,” Alaric said off the top of

his head.

“Do you even have a girlfriend like that? If she’s a decent girl, I wouldn’t give you any grief if you settled down with her,” Angelina went with his words, betting that he was just making excuses.

“Of course, I do. And things between us are great,” Alaric asserted.

“Then why were you hitting on girls at the bar just now?” Angelina shot back.

was trying to get a rise out of her,” Alaric blurted

even exist? I’m genuinely curious,” Angelina crossed her arms and

Alaric said and turned

left speechless. She thought the mystery woman was elsewhere. Why the

for a cocktail, Hertha sat sulking, oblivious to her error. Suddenly, a large presence took the seat beside

mischievous eyes now showing a rare seriousness. He reached over and snatched the juice from

Hertha instinctively reached out her hand to snatch the

my eyes deceiving me,

hand-Thalassa’s juice she had been drinking-and

you for a sec,” Alaric said, setting down the juice glass.

up and headed for a private booth in the bar.

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08:07

Alaric had gone

of Hertha’s curiosity. Despite her badmouthing Alaric, Thalassa knew Hertha hadn’t entirely let go of him.