The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Hertha was still shaken, her heart pounding in her chest.

How could she survive if the kids were really gone?

Alaric, that unreliable man, why couldn't he ever get his act together?

He had the audacity to take the kids away without telling anyone, clearly trying to upset her.

"Ouch, ouch, Hertha, let go..." Alaric winced as he stood up from his chair, hunched over in pain, his face contorted as he pleaded with Hertha.

Hertha had a grip on his ear just like his mother used to do.

Hertha didn't immediately let go, instead, she huffed, "Think you'll do that again?"

"Never, never, just let go. Everyone's watching, don't I get any dignity?" Alaric glanced around at the onlookers enjoying the show, feeling even more embarrassed.

mom and I are dead or alive, and you're worried about your dignity!" The more Hertha thought about it, the tighter she twisted his

was coming back from a KFC run when she saw Hertha, one hand on her hip, the other twisting Alaric's ear while he bent over, neck stretched, offering no resistance. The bystanders

pulling Hertha away, "Hertha, let

it

know, let me handle

Alaric, "What's wrong with you, not taking any responsibility! Acting like you're some kind of lowlife. I'm glad my daughter

venting, airing both old and new grievances

marry Hertha to him, but then he had a child

score yet, and now he was

tried to explain with a soothing tone, "Kimberly, listen, it was an accident,

call me Kimberly!" Kimberly snapped. She used to not mind Alaric calling her that, but now it

knowing Kimberly

more attempts at charm would only