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.

to get a rise out of her,” Alaric

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

Alaric said and

the mystery woman was elsewhere. Why the bar,

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

now showing a rare seriousness. He reached over

you stealing my cocktail?” Hertha instinctively reached out her hand to

eyes deceiving me, or are yours?” Alaric

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

a sec,” Alaric said,

he got up and headed for

Alaric had gone and

here for you,” Thalassa encouraged, fully aware of Hertha’s curiosity. Despite her badmouthing Alaric, Thalassa knew Hertha hadn’t entirely let go