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.

off with the kids, not caring if my mom and I are dead or alive, and you're worried about your dignity!" The more Hertha thought about it, the tighter she

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 were all

pulling Hertha

turned to see it was

let me

scolded Alaric, "What's wrong with you, not

airing both old and new grievances against

him,

hadn't settled that score yet, and now he was messing with Hertha's kids. Kimberly was at

with a soothing tone, "Kimberly, listen, it was an accident, I just wanted to take the kids out

to not mind Alaric calling her that, but now it felt like

Kimberly

at charm would