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?

just as Hertha was reeling from her discovery. Snapping back to reality, Hertha lifted her phone to chuck it at him,

it smashed into his palm and not his face. Had he not anticipated her throw, he'd be nursing a facial injury

help but chuckle, "Could you maybe aim somewhere other than the face next time? I mean,

your face I was aiming for! Alaric, don't think just because you're good-looking, you can do whatever you please! Not only do you bail

was fuming, her chest heaving with anger as

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

practically coming out of her ears, "Can you not be such a jerk for once? I'm talking about my car

you brought up the hookup," Alaric pointed out, touching his nose as if he

throat, unable to vent or swallow.

in public without a shred

care about his reputation, but she

bit. She moved closer to Alaric, teeth gritted, "Shut up! Call them back and tell them not to come

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

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

your car was due

you, and it got a