The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1192

“Hey, Alaric, don’t just push your food around. Georgia made this plate just for you,” Angelina observed her son’s restraint, worrying that he might have had another clash with the Reeds and quickly nudged him.

Alaric tore his gaze away, picked up his fork, and speared a piece of food, putting on a contrived smile as he appeased Georgia, “Delicious, you really get me.”

Hertha couldn’t stand to hear anymore about Alaric and Georgia’s perfect relationship or the wedding plans they were discussing. She tugged at Thalassa’s arm, stood up, and said, “Let’s get out of here.”

Spencer hastily grabbed his briefcase, trailing behind her, and they both made their exit.

As Hertha’s group left the restaurant, Alaric’s forced smile crumbled, a surge of bitterness washed over him, and he dropped his fork onto the table with a clatter.

Georgia, sensing his mood shift, felt her cheerfulness sink, and cautiously asked, “Alaric, are you feeling alright?”

“Yeah, I think I’m gonna head back and rest. You guys enjoy the meal,” Alaric said with a cold edge, standing up abruptly to leave.

never intended to come today, but his mother had insisted. He planned to make it clear

in,

Hertha so close with that guy drove him mad with jealousy. Inexplicably, he

suggested, “I’ve got movie tickets; let’s go.”

take care of

on paying the bill herself as a way to owe nothing to Spencer, ensuring that if they parted

later that there was no spark with Spencer and to have her mother explain things

“Something came up?”

awkwardness, chimed in with a forced smile, “Yeah, she’s got . a design

first. Let me drive you guys home,” Spencer offered, understandingly, reaching for his car keys.

my car here.” Hertha quickly pulled

up over

it hard to voice her refusal. They quickly went their separate ways, and she prepared to have a talk