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

she even exist? I’m genuinely curious,” Angelina crossed her

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

thought the mystery woman was elsewhere. Why the bar, of all places?

sat sulking, oblivious to her error. Suddenly, a large presence took the seat beside her, and

his usually mischievous eyes now showing a rare seriousness. He reached

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

deceiving

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

a sec,” Alaric said, setting down the juice glass.

speaking, he got up and headed for a private booth in the bar.

puzzled, looked at the direction Alaric had gone and then

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