The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 709

He wanted to pull his hand out of hers, but to no avail.

Hertha led him to an empty area where nobody was playing. Hertha picked up a golf club off the ground, stumbling forward as she did so.

Alaric quickly stuck out his foot, preventing her from falling face-first onto the ground.

Hertha landed squarely on his chest, avoiding a mouthful of dirt.

Alaric’s chest rumbled with laughter. “I thought you were strong. You can’t even lift a golf club?”

Hertha quickly straightened herself up and huffed at Alaric. “I just wasn’t ready. Who says I can’t lift it? Look, I’m doing it now.”

With a show of strength, she lifted the golf club and swung it through the air.

The club whizzed past Alaric’s face, making him lean back hurriedly to avoid being hit.

“Hey, hey, hey, are you trying to murder me? My handsome face could’ve been damaged. Could you afford that?” Alaric was no longer laughing. Instead, he looked annoyed.

I

pay me with?” Alaric scoffed.

Hertha lifted her chin. Her eyes sparkled

taken aback and fell

terrifying. She was dead set on getting him, one way or

I’m outta here.” Alaric turned to

going to teach you! Who am I supposed to teach if you’re gone?” Hertha tossed her hand, ready to

him.

strength well, and the golf club ended up

Alaric hopped up in pain. He clutched his foot in agony

attracted the attention of Thalassa and Lysander.

Alaric, who was hopping around while holding

laughing face. A glint flashed in his eyes as

damage. However, since he was still hopping on one foot, she

as you disappear from my sight, I’ll be fine.” Alaric was fuming. His face

dimmed, and her face fell into