The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Alaric didn't pick up the phone right away. He shot Hertha a glance with those stunning, fox-like eyes of his, noticing her wide eyes fixed on him, clearly not in the mood to make small talk.

He could tell she wanted to talk about her two kids.

Internally, he felt a wave of irritation wash over him, instinctively dreading the conversation.

She had kids with another man, and now she wanted to discuss her past with that guy in front of him? Talk about a stab in the heart.

Seeing the caller ID flash as Georgia, any other day he would've hit 'decline' without a second thought, not wanting to hear anything Georgia had to say.

But now, to avoid having to listen to Hertha boast about her exploits with another man, he reluctantly answered the call.

"What's up?"

"Alaric, could you open the door, please? Aunt Angie and I are at your doorstep."

Georgia's voice was soft through the phone, a deliberate attempt to suppress her usual haughtiness, pretending to be gentle with Alaric.

his doorstep? Had

bad pennies, always

barely had a

but catching sight of Hertha's expectant gaze, those round, puppy-dog eyes waiting

Hertha have the nerve to talk to him about her kids with another

was as if she didn't care about his

got. To spite Hertha, he responded,

up

Georgia greeted him with a smile, her face lighting

moment Angelina laid eyes on Alaric, her expression turned to one of concern, and she said with touch of pity, "Alaric, you've lost so much

their pleasantries

arm in arm with

smile froze the moment Hertha sitting on

she saw

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