That day in the elevator, Alaric caught a glimpse of the kids! And there they were, tagging along with Emmeline, leading him to assume Emmeline was their mom.

He couldn't let Alaric dig any deeper; otherwise, Hertha's secret about the kids would be out in the open. Hertha had gone through hell and back just to keep her children under wraps, away from Alaric's knowledge. He couldn't let Hertha's efforts go to waste because of him.

Spencer yanked his hand free from Alaric's grip, irritation clear in his voice as he snapped, "Mr. Falconer, do you always stick your nose where it doesn't belong?"

"What do you mean by 'where it doesn't belong'?" Alaric straightened up, his gaze fierce and angry as he locked eyes with Spencer. "If you were a nobody to me, I wouldn't even bother looking your way. But you're Hertha's husband! A married man, and here you are, proposing to another woman. How can you justify that to Hertha?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The words came out filled with indignation and rage. Had Alaric not been restraining himself, he would have thrown a punch at Spencer right then and there.

Emmeline was so

would slip away again. Standing up abruptly, Spencer cas a nervous glance

from this lady that you're a married man, huh? Spencer, you really are the lowest of the low! Hertha waits for you to come

wearing at him. Quick as a flash, Spencer stepped

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married!" Emmeline demanded, struggling to free her hand, her

away outright, her questioning - there was still hope for him. If he didn't clear the air now, he might never get another chance. It had taken three years of dating to find someone

trick him. Hertha and I are just friends, which you know. Hertha and I aren't married. It's just

take his word for it, Spencer went into detail about the

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