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.

fight. I was trying to get a rise out of her,” Alaric blurted out without thinking.

Does she even exist? I’m genuinely curious,” Angelina crossed her arms and smirked at

here, I’ll go find her,” Alaric said and turned towards the bar.

woman was

her error. Suddenly, a large presence took the

mischievous eyes now showing a rare seriousness. He reached over and snatched the juice

instinctively reached out

this alcohol? Are my eyes deceiving me, or are yours?” Alaric

to get mad, glanced at the drink in his hand-Thalassa’s juice she had been drinking-and deflated,

you for a sec,” Alaric said, setting down the

headed for a private booth in the bar.

direction Alaric had gone and then back

fully aware of Hertha’s curiosity. Despite her badmouthing Alaric, Thalassa knew Hertha hadn’t entirely let