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?"

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

managed to catch her phone just in time. That could have ended in a costly

"What kind of service did you

only it were that easy!"

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

They know what to do," came Alaric's

you call? I've never heard of such a thing where they tow your

better. Just wait for the

you have to tell me. It's

no," Alaric responded, his own amusement

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

you won't tell? Fine, I'll find out myself!" Hertha huffed, and in a bold move, she reached into Alaric's pocket, where he

her hand made

spread from the back