By the time Alaric snapped out of it, Hertha had already reached the BMW, opening the door and preparing to get in.

Alaric, with swift steps, hurried to the passenger side, flinging the door open and sliding in.

Hertha froze, staring at him in disbelief. "Alaric, I've never seen you this eager about anything. What, rushing home for a blind date or something?"

"Didn't I just finish a blind date?" Alaric's lips curved into a mischievous smile, his eyes twinkling as he looked at Hertha.

Playing dumb, Hertha looked around exaggeratedly. "With whom, exactly? There's no eligible bachelor or bachelorette in sight. Surely not the salesperson? Have we stopped caring about gender in the dating game now?"

Alaric's smile faded, his tone slightly annoyed. "Who said anything about not caring about gender?"

"So, who then? Was it Georgia who you managed to drive away earlier?" Hertha continued with her feigned ignorance.

Alaric's briefly kindled enthusiasm dimmed. "Let's just drive, okay? Weren't you heading to Royal Estates? It'll be dark soon."

his serious tone, Hertha decided not to beat around the bush anymore. She got into the car, buckled her seatbelt but didn't start the car immediately. Instead, she shifted around in the seat, testing its

leather, huh? Feels different; so comfy," Hertha

grand car and you're talking about genuine leather? That's a luxury for

leather. If I say it's genuine, then it is.

right, it's genuine leather. Whatever you say,"

someone you want to

he was still holding out hope of winning her

hard, she almost wished she could do it to death,

Midway through the drive, he realized something was off. "Hertha, where

the way to

probably getting ready to rest. We shouldn't disturb her, Besides, Lysander's leg is healed, they probably have a lot of catching up to do. Let's

loop, having been caught up with work at the Crawley

remark hit him like a revelation,

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