The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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?

leaned in closer, just as Hertha was reeling from her discovery. Snapping back to reality, Hertha lifted her phone to chuck it at him, each word seething through clenched teeth, "Alaric, are you

thankful it smashed into his palm and not his face. Had he not anticipated her throw,

face next time? I mean, come on, this handsome mug of

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

heaving with anger as she

you're the one pushing me away," Alaric retorted with an innocent

ears, "Can you not be such a jerk for once? I'm

up the hookup," Alaric pointed out, touching his nose as if he was making

unable to vent or swallow. She was on the verge

guy, discussing such matters in public without a shred

care about his

Hertha's anger subsided a bit. She moved closer to Alaric, teeth gritted, "Shut up! Call them back and tell them not to come for

by now," Alaric replied, puzzled, indicating it was too late to

what right do you have to sell it?"

car

you, and it got a major overhaul Then, you had