The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 767

“Where do you live?” Alaric asked.

The place he had always assumed Hertha to live in was actually Thalassa’s home, and he had always thought the four kids of Lysander and Thalassa to be hers.

So, he had no idea at all where Hertha actually lived.

“What are you doing now? Dropping me home? I don’t need it!” Hertha huffed, puffing her cheeks out in irritation. “Take me to the bar. I haven’t had my fill yet!”

Alaric’s face darkened; he said in a stern voice, “Hertha, are you trying to ruin yourself? That guy’s as old as the hills and you know he’s only drinking with you to get you drunk. You know what happens after that and I don’t need to spell it out!”

“Do you think I want to drink with him? It’s for work!” Hertha sat up straight; her eyes were flashing with anger.

Her large, round eyes were filled with a mixture of hurt and rage.

“You can find another job, but if you lose yourself, you can’t find that again,” Alaric said; his usual laid-back demeanor was replaced by a serious expression.

something tightened in Hertha’s chest, and her hands clenched on the cushion behind her. Tears welled in her eyes as she snapped, “Why do you care if I lose myself? You’re not my family and I

and

headstrong,” Alaric warned, his face stern.

take me, I’ll get a cab myself! I’m upset now and why can’t I even have a drink? What are you, my dad or mom? Why are you trying to control everything?” Hertha’s voice was quick with emotion, which

Alaric said, not wanting to be led

out!” Hertha’s eyes filled with tears as she made an impulse

Alaric barked, “Hertha,

white and her face desperate as she pounded

bar!”

words, Hertha finally stopped; her chest was

being sulk with him or

the front of a local bar.

out of the car without a word and started walking towards the bar’s

seat; his hands were gripping the steering wheel tightly.