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.

fight. I was trying to get a rise out of her,”

is she? Does she even exist? I’m genuinely curious,” Angelina crossed her arms and smirked

Alaric said and turned towards

thought the mystery woman was elsewhere.

Hertha sat sulking, oblivious to her error. Suddenly, a large presence took the seat beside her, and a familiar figure entered her

Alaric’s devilishly handsome face, his usually mischievous eyes now showing a rare

instinctively reached out her

alcohol? Are my eyes deceiving

mad, glanced at the drink in his hand-Thalassa’s juice she had been

for a sec,” Alaric said, setting

got up and headed for a

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had gone and then back

here for you,” Thalassa encouraged, fully aware of Hertha’s curiosity. Despite her badmouthing Alaric, Thalassa knew Hertha hadn’t entirely