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.

brow furrowed. Georgia and Angelina were at his doorstep? Had they been snooping around to find where

bad

had

eyes

baffled. How could Hertha have the nerve to talk

if she didn't care about his

angrier he got. To spite Hertha, he responded, "Hold on, I'll be

that, he stood up to open the

you had dinner yet?" Georgia greeted

of concern, and she said

brushed off their pleasantries and turned

arm with

smile froze the moment Hertha sitting

she saw

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