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.

course, I

you pay me

lifted her chin. Her eyes sparkled with confidence as she

aback

set on

I’m outta

supposed to teach if you’re gone?” Hertha tossed her hand,

him.

and the golf club ended

his

attracted the attention

around while holding his

fixed on her laughing face. A glint flashed

hopping on one foot, she was at a loss for what to do. “I didn’t mean for that to happen. Are you okay?”

come close! As long as you disappear from my sight, I’ll be

eyes dimmed, and her