The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Alaric Falconer deftly caught the lettuce she tossed his way and dunked it into the hotpot, his smile unwavering. "I didn't say a thing. You're the one jumping to conclusions." "See? Always acting innocent and then playing the blame game. Good thing I cut my losses early," Hertha Kensington huffed, rolling her eyes at Alaric. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Words spoken without intent, heard with deep meaning.

Hertha's remark momentarily froze Alaric, his heart tightening as he turned his slender, hawk-like gaze towards her.

A shadow of sorrow and depth lingered in his eyes.

Was it his fault that Hertha wouldn't be with him?

Did her words mean her affection for him started with his looks but ended with his personality?

me like that? I'm just stating the facts! Go ask any of your exes, they all think the same," Hertha said

skin; nothing she said could truly

was Hertha's

the corners of his mouth silently and continued to add more ingredients

pulled away, all he had to do was adjust his behavior to match her preferences.

and Thalassa seated in the back. Rosalind

"Bro, Thalassa

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

side would mean he could die peacefully," Reginald replied,

together in worry, her hands unconsciously tightening around

had facilitated her reunion with Zephyr, allowing her the chance to care for Lysander. Deep down, Thalassa was grateful