The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Here is the revised translation, taking into account cultural context and ensuring the language flows smoothly for an English-speaking audience:

Hertha was blissfully unaware of Alaric's odd behavior and hadn't noticed anything amiss in her own actions either. She touched Alaric's forehead to check for a fever and compared it to her own, before withdrawing her hand and remarking, "You're not running a fever."

Her puzzled gaze met Alaric's, which was loaded with emotion, his Adam's apple bobbing noticeably. Having had children, Hertha could easily decipher the meaning behind Alaric's gaze. It sent a flutter through her heart, and her cheeks flushed with heat as she realized her action might have been a bit forward for a man. To skirt around the awkwardness, she averted her gaze, adopting a smile and a joking tone to lighten the mood.

"No worries, you're not sick. Just don't scare yourself. You're Mr. Ethan's golden boy; he'd be beside himself if you were ill."

Changing the subject, Hertha walked over and sat next to Thalassa, casting a glance at the full table with David, Lysander, and Ethan, pointedly ignoring Alaric at the end. With a smile, she asked, "Everyone's here. Are both companies keen on discussing craftsmanship?"

Thalassa's. I figured since we acquired the designs together, discussing the craftsmanship as a group would be ideal, saving us from scheduling another

saw an opportunity to potentially reconcile the two by

said, "Mr. Ethan, you could've given

spared him a moment

YOUR FAVOURITE

calling for you?"

for 'mommy.' Admitting to it would only raise more questions about the children from Alaric. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

smile. "I came straight in. Why would I linger outside? There's no one I know around here; who would I be

weren't outside?" Alaric