The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1632

Alaric was fuming, his heart a tinderbox ignited at the thought of Hertha fancying someone else, dreaming of having her way with another man in bed. It was like a firecracker had been set off in Alaric's chest, flaring his temper instantly. How could she fancy someone else, fantasizing about being with another man in bed?

Alaric slammed the brakes, his gaze shooting daggers at Hertha. Hertha, jolted forward by his sudden stop, nearly hit her forehead against the back of the passenger seat. She quickly steadied herself, barely avoiding injury. Shaken, her first concern was for Thalassa, "Thalassa, are you alright?"

Thalassa, clinging to the back of the driver's seat, shook her head, "I'm fine."

Hertha, irritated, glared at Alaric, "Are you crazy, slamming the brakes like that? What if you had given me another concussion? I'm still not over the last one!"

Alaric, already seething, felt his anger deflate a bit at her retort. His impulsive braking, he realized, had been reckless. Swallowing his pride, he mumbled an apology, "Sorry, it won't happen again."

next time? We're not riding with you anymore!" Hertha huffed, turning her gaze away in a mix

further on the topic. But the thought of her liking someone else, fantasizing about being with them, left

stop at the entrance, sparing him the trouble of having to drive out

standing at the door. The person was dressed in a sleek blue turtleneck under a black and white checkered shirt, paired with navy slim- fit trousers and dark shoes. Standing tall and elegant, his presence was the epitome

charm. Thalassa,

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smile, Callum's soft voice filled the

puzzled, unsure of the reason behind his visit. As she unlocked the door, curiosity got the better of her, and she looked back at

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