Chapter 1969

Chapter 1969

She never told Alaric her birthday, did she? And Alaric never celebrated it with her either.

So, how on earth did he know her birthday?

Wait, that's not even the main issue. The real question is, why would he use her birthday as his phone's passcode?

This guy must be nuts!

Hertha was flabbergasted as she scrolled through the call log, her eyes nearly popping out when she saw the top entry-a junkyard!

No way!

The number Alaric had called was for a junkyard!

Was he planning to sell her car as scrap?

you stumbled upon some earth-shattering news," Alaric quipped as he leaned in closer, just as Hertha was reeling from her discovery. Snapping back to reality, Hertha lifted her

palm and not

the face

Alaric, don't think just because you're good-looking, you can do whatever you please! Not only do you bail after hooking up, now you're trying to sell my car! What does my car have to do with

was fuming, her chest heaving with anger as

the one

livid, steam practically coming out of her ears, "Can you not be such a jerk for once? I'm

Alaric pointed out, touching his nose as if he was making

her throat, unable to vent or swallow. She was on the

guy, discussing such matters in public without

might not care about his reputation,

around to make sure no one was paying attention to them, Hertha's anger subsided a bit. She moved closer to Alaric, teeth gritted, "Shut up! Call them back and

halfway here by now," Alaric replied, puzzled, indicating it was too

my car, what right do you have to sell it?" Hertha spat out

car was due

you, and it got a major

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