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?"

of your pocket for a tow service. The one I called? They'll be paying us." With that,

guard, managed to catch her phone just in time. That could

turned to skepticism as she eyed Alaric, "What kind of service

only it were that

a playful smirk, gesturing for her to follow him to the roadside. Hertha was utterly baffled but

need. They know what to do," came

up 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,

the better. Just wait for the money," Alaric teased,

"No way, you have to tell me. It's like there's an itch

no," Alaric responded, his own amusement

a genuine smile to Alaric's face. It had

myself!" Hertha huffed, and in a bold move, she reached into Alaric's pocket, where he had just stashed

hand made contact, a

spread from the

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