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.

trying to get a rise out of her,” Alaric blurted out without

genuinely curious,” Angelina crossed her arms and smirked at him, ready to catch him in his lie.

her,” Alaric said and turned towards

speechless. She thought the mystery woman was

cocktail, Hertha sat sulking, oblivious to her error. Suddenly, a

his usually mischievous eyes now showing a rare seriousness. He reached over and snatched the juice from Hertha’s grasp.

stealing my cocktail?” Hertha instinctively reached

eyes deceiving me,

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

sec,” Alaric said, setting down

he got up and headed for a private booth

at the direction Alaric had gone and then

wait here for you,” Thalassa encouraged, fully aware of Hertha’s curiosity. Despite her