The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1137

“Seriously, what’s your beef with Georgia? Why can’t you stand her?” Angelina was at her wits’ end with him.

“It’s simple, I just don’t like her. She’s so skinny, like a walking skeleton. Every time I see her, something inside me just recoils,” Alaric complained, looking visibly annoyed.

“And what’s your type, then?”

“I like a girl with some curves, a bit on the plush side, and cute,” Alaric said off the top of his head.

“Do you even have a girlfriend like that? If she’s a decent girl, I wouldn’t give you any grief if you settled down with her,” Angelina went with his words, betting that he was just making excuses.

“Of course, I do. And things between us are great,” Alaric asserted.

“Then why were you hitting on girls at the bar just now?” Angelina shot back.

I was trying to get a rise out

curious,” Angelina crossed her arms and smirked at

here, I’ll go find her,” Alaric said and

woman was elsewhere. Why the bar,

cocktail, Hertha sat sulking, oblivious to her error. Suddenly, a large presence took the seat beside her, and a familiar figure entered her line of sight.

saw Alaric’s devilishly handsome face, his usually mischievous eyes now showing a rare seriousness. He reached over and snatched the juice from Hertha’s

are you stealing my cocktail?” Hertha instinctively reached

my eyes deceiving me, or are yours?” Alaric retorted.

glanced at the drink in his hand-Thalassa’s juice

a sec,” Alaric said, setting down the juice

up and headed for a private booth in

had gone and then back

of Hertha’s curiosity. Despite her badmouthing Alaric, Thalassa knew