The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1485

Thalassa spun around, and there was Spencer, sporting a crisp blue shirt and slate-gray slacks, striding toward her with a plump chicken in his grasp.

Relief washed over Thalassa as she greeted him, "Spencer, did you go grocery shopping?"

Spencer?

The name struck Alaric like a hammer to the heart, his steps faltered, and he turned, the carefree smirk wiped clean off his face.

Indeed, Spencer approached, a lively hen clutched in his hand.

Alaric's gaze fixed on the chicken's clucking beak, a shiver running down his spine, his skin crawling with goosebumps. Rooted to the spot, paralyzed with dread, he couldn't move an inch. Since childhood, Alaric had harbored an irrational fear of beaked creatures, chickens most of all!

now, as fate would have it, Spencer was parading the very object of his phobia. Alaric felt trapped, his blood running

to make a hearty soup for Hertha-help with her

off, he added, "Mr. Falconer, you missed out on the meal last

of good faith, Spencer edged closer to Alaric, chicken in hand. Confronted with the

earth had gotten

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FAVOURITE GAMES ON

hands, his voice quivering with urgency.

revved the engine, and sped off, leaving a trail of exhaust in his

there, baffled.

graceful Alaric Falconer, always suave and a bit wicked, had bolted

want to

Falconer seems to

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