The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1967

Chapter 1967

Alaric held the phone high above his head, just out of Hertha's reach. Seeing the frustration on her face, Alaric remained cool as a cucumber, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "Chill out, will you? Just stand back and let me handle this."

"Stand back? Alaric, have you lost your mind?" Hertha couldn't believe her ears. It was her car and her mess to deal with. What did he mean by telling her to stand back?

Alaric ignored her for a moment, pulling out his own phone to make a call. "Yeah, it's down by Dream Street. Hurry up, we need this car towed."

Once the call ended, Hertha scoffed, "Wow, I thought you had some master plan. But you just called a tow truck, didn't you?"

Alaric's smile widened, "Well, the tow service I called is not quite the same as the one you'd call."

Hertha's curiosity was piqued. "How so?"

for a tow service. The one I called? They'll be paying us." With that, Alaric tossed Hertha's phone back

phone just in time.

Alaric, "What kind of service did you call that they'd actually

it were that easy!"

Estates," Alaric said with a playful smirk, gesturing for her to follow him to the roadside. Hertha was utterly baffled but followed, calling out, "Hey, Alaric, aren't you going to wait for

what to do," came Alaric's

at him, "Seriously, what service did you call? I've never heard of such a thing where they tow your car, don't charge you, and then pay you on top

Just wait for the money," Alaric teased, clearly enjoying

withheld details, the more Hertha's curiosity grew. "No way, you have to tell me. It's like

his own amusement growing with her

Alaric's face. It had been a while since he'd seen Hertha

in a bold move, she reached into Alaric's pocket, where he had just stashed his

her hand made contact,

the back of