The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 2012

"I don't feel like talking," Hertha said, her voice flat and devoid of emotion.

"Then just tell me what you want to eat. That's the last thing you'll have to say," Alaric nudged.

"Whatever," Hertha replied, clearly not interested.

"Alright, 'Whatever' it is then," Alaric played along.

Hertha was too absorbed in the passing scenery outside the window to pay attention to Alaric's words.

Soon, the car stopped, and Alaric got out, walked around to the passenger side, and opened the door for Hertha, his hand guarding her head to prevent any accidental bumps a perfect gentleman. "We're here, so what's it gonna be?" Hertha asked, curious.

Alaric pointed behind her.

Turning around, Hertha saw a restaurant sign that read "Whatever." The name gave no clue about the type of place it was, though a menu board by the entrance listed various dishes. A restaurant named "Whatever"?!

Hertha looked back and forth between Alaric and the restaurant, her astonishment growing. "What the heck is this?"

for many years and had no idea

on his lips. Even this simple gesture was enough to

was as if he didn't know the effect his good looks had on

to maintain her composure, Hertha quickly turned her head away, refusing

but you knew that. Anyway, since we're here, let's

surprisingly catered to Hertha's

ate, Alaric took out his phone and asked Hertha what kind

with a hint of

realized? After

a proper date. Tonight's our last night of being single, so why not make it a night to remember?" Alaricleaned in closer, infusing

with a lot of women?" Instead of being

inadvertently voicing

relationships, especially the one

of Alaric

bed-a sight she

witnessed was something she