The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

\"What the heck happened? You better spill the beans!\" Kimberly was always on edge, having spent the whole morning pacing the floor, waiting for Hertha and Alaric to come back with their marriage license. And then, to top it all off, Hertha hits her with a bombshell over the phone!

Kimberly's heart skipped a beat, instantly boiling over with frustration.

\"Mom, I can't even begin to explain over the phone. I'll fill you in when I get back,\" Hertha pleaded urgently.

She had delayed going home precisely because she feared her mom's intense interrogations, dreading the inevitable showdown.

Before Kimberly could get a word in, Hertha had already hung up.

\"Man, my life's like being in the trenches every single day!\" Hertha murmured to herself as she slipped her phone into her pocket, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Thalassa stood up, placing a comforting hand on Hertha's shoulder. \"Come on, let's get you home.\"

Hertha gave her a weary look, saying, "Guess I don't have much choice.\"

wasn't an option; she had to face the music,

off by their chauffeur, Blake,

Blake quickly opened the car door,

couldn't help but tease Thalassa, \"Look at you, rubbing shoulders

a playful glare. \"Is this really

like my mom,\"

rollercoaster, she managed to bounce back, cracking jokes

O

by

couldn't do the same

was smooth, and soon they were at Hertha's apartment

Hertha said, \"Alright, you better head back. I

you don't want me to stick