Chapter 1421

A playful smirk lifted the corners of Alaric’s mouth, his eyes–sharp and mischievous with hint of roguish charm–only relaxed In front of Hertha.

“What are you on about?” Hertha rolled her eyes, dismissing the unnecessary banter. “Who needs him to accept, anyway? I just need you to convince him to meet us once. Thalassa said she’s willing to put up fifty million for Dr. Funke to come out of retirement and treat Lysander.”

Dr. Funke was well versed in both traditional and modern medicine, and he might just be the miracle worker they needed for Lysander.

Lysander was Alaric’s best mate, and after three years in a coma, his condition weighed heavily on Alaric’s mind as well. If Dr. Funke could cure Lysander, nothing could be better.

“You don’t need to meet him,” Alaric said abruptly.

“What do you mean? You won’t help us?” Hertha’s temper flared, and she was moments away from throwing a punch at Alaric.

“No. I’ll convince Dr. Funke to treat Lysander myself,” Alaric quickly clarified.

“Try talking to him first, but if he’s not

quick reflexes. Otherwise, Alaric might’ve taken

eyes, which seemed to sparkle even more with her deliberate grin, like phosphorescence dancing across a lake

it for me?” As he leaned in, the faint scent of mint and tobacco from his shirt enveloped her, sending her pulse racing.

president of the Falconer Group. Isn’t it beneath you to ask for

Alaric straightened up and teased, “Scared I

of favor are you talking about?” Hertha asked, trying to regain composure.

me with a ride to

A ride home?

head. The last thing she wanted was for Alaric to discover where she lived

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other time. It’s getting late, I should go,” Hertha quickly oxcused herself and hurried off.

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