The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1193

Hertha had already talked about marriage with Spencer now.

To Hertha, Alaric thought he was probably just a punchline to some private joke.

Oh, the irony. Alaric, the dashing heir to the Falconer fortune, a man who moved through social soirees with a swagger, always had women clamoring for his attention, eager to share his bed.

He was the one who ended flings, never the one left high and dry.

And yet, Hertha had played him for a fool, took his money, and left.

Thinking she could just walk away, tie the knot with someone else without any complications? As if.

Did she really think she could treat Alaric like a pushover?

Fuming, Alaric’s muscles tensed as he stormed off to his Porsche and sped away.

didn’t notice anything strange at all, and with the happy feeling that he

with Hertha, he got in his car

meanwhile, was driving with her friend Thalassa to

you and Alaric talk

stepped aside at the restroom to give Hertha and Alaric a

after their chat, Hertha seemed

threw some snide remarks my way, I snapped back, and that was that. No deep

in their dynamic, “Are you really ready to give up on him?” “He and I are from different worlds. There’s no hope, so what’s there to give up on?” Hertha replied, sounding like a philosopher suddenly, her

sadness. She knew Hertha well. Despite her tough exterior and carefree attitude, Hertha was the clear-headed one who never lost sight

she’d decided to take the money and run, largely considering Thalassa’s

an awkward and difficult situation like Thalassa’s-becoming someone’s secret lover,

by

possessiveness of men like Alaric was overwhelming; if

up like Thalassa, which was why she had resolutely

have any strings attached. No matter how much I love something, if it crosses my line, I can ruthlessly let it go,” Hertha said, comforting