Alaric knew his top priority was earning Hertha's forgiveness. If he could win her back, everything else would fall into place. But without her approval, even moving heaven and earth-or his entire family—

wouldn't make a difference.

But how could he explain this to his grandparents?

After mulling it over, a forced smile crept onto Alaric's face as he turned to his grandparents and said, "Grandma, Grandpa, I know you mean well wanting to help me out, but Hertha's pretty mad at me right now. If we stir things up with her kids, I'm afraid she might never forgive me..."

Alaric decided honesty was the best policy with his grandparents. After all, sincerity always wins the day with them.

Remington and Beatrice exchanged a look, a mix of seriousness and surprise on Remington's face as he asked, "Are you saying you promised Hertha not to tell the Falconer family about the child?" They were wise, seasoned by life's many trials. A single sentence from Alaric, and they grasped the underlying implications.

Alaric sighed and nodded.

"That girl really is something. Most people would use a child as leverage to climb the social ladder, but she doesn't even want

tried to bribe her with two million to leave you, Alaric? Her actions completely took us by surprise

she took the two million and claimed she played you, avoiding any losses!" Beatrice

woman to handle. Let's not cross her boundaries, or I might really

was his moment of frustration that had let slip the secret about his child with Hertha to his grandparents.

man, you're

people especially someone like Hertha, it's about winning her over with

next door, and it was only a matter of time before the secret was out. He

Want to strangle him.

and you haven't had dinner yet. Let me take you out to eat," Alaric said, his voice dripping with eagerness as he helped

and Beatrice didn't

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