Chapter 1230

“Seriously, Hertha? This is what you dragged me out for?” Alaric asked with a raised brow, his casual attire contrasting sharply with the urgency in his voice.

“What else? My bestie gets bulldozed by that jerk Lysander, and you think I’m just gonna let it slide?” Hertha retorted, her fiery spirit matching her fiery hair.

“If you hadn’t dragged her to that blind date, she wouldn’t be in this mess,” Alaric pointed

out.

He knew Hertha was kicking herself over the whole situation, yet he couldn’t resist poking at her sore spot.

Hertha’s breathing deepened, and with a flicker of her eyelids, she shot him a glare that could freeze hell over. “I get jittery on dates, okay? She’s my one and only best friend. Who else was I supposed to bring along, you?”

“Why would you get jittery?” Alaric pressed, his tone turning serious.

“Isn’t it obvious? Because it’s terrifying! I’m not some heartless playboy like you!” Hertha snapped back.

Alaric had a reputation for being a heartbreaker, a smooth operator who’d charmed his way through a string of romances. His sweet nothings were legendary, at least until he got what he wanted. Then, poof! Like a magician’s act, the sweet talk vanished.

Hertha had witnessed first-hand his prowess in wooing women as well as his ruthless

side.

Thalassa, all

of glass

the blind date were because she cared too much, worried about being rejected or

up over something bound to fail?

was Spencer. For him, she’d pinch

she had her cash, she’d spend

knees, his usual sultry, slanted eyes now stripped of their charm, replaced with a

woman had ever infuriated

it scared her. The powerful stance she

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she stammered, “What… what are you going to

really hit her,

Boss Lady Hertha was

for it, Alaric spoke up, “Well, I wish you luck on your blind date,

was stern as he ordered, his face a mask of severity.

no light

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