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

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

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

the mystery woman was elsewhere. Why the

a large presence took the seat beside her, and a familiar figure entered

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

you stealing my cocktail?” Hertha instinctively reached out her

my eyes deceiving me, or

his hand-Thalassa’s juice she had been drinking-and deflated, unable to vent her frustration.

sec,” Alaric said,

got up and headed for a private booth in

Alaric had gone and then back

on, I’ll wait here for you,” Thalassa encouraged, fully aware of Hertha’s curiosity. Despite her badmouthing Alaric, Thalassa knew Hertha hadn’t entirely