The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1173

Chapter 1173

This was the life of the elderly, a serene and tranquil existence.

In his room, Alaric slept soundly, his dreams filled with warm embraces of Hertha, whose slightly plump figure provided a comforting softness to hold. The scent of her femininity was a siren’s call, tempting him to kiss her over and over again.

Still ensnared by the dream, Alaric’s lips puckered as he imagined continuing his affections for Hertha.

But as his consciousness abruptly surfaced, he opened his eyes to find his arms hugging nothing but air.

Hertha was no longer by his side. Scrambling to his feet, he realized he was on the floor. A glance at the bed revealed it too was empty, no sign of Hertha anywhere in the room.

Could last night’s passionate encounter have been just a figment of his dreams?

A sense of loss washed over Alaric as his gaze dropped to the floor. There, on the cashmere carpet, a splotch of red caught his eye.

none other than Hertha’s.

was given to him.

of their

that what he said to his grandpa

gave herself to him.

throwing on clothes,

breakfast table, a full, untouched meal opposite her.

over and asked, “Mom, where’s Hertha?”

nerve to ask about her? She threw a tantrum

two million? That’s absurd.” Alaric couldn’t believe

wanted hush money, said if I paid her, she’d leave us alone forever. That’s blackmail, pure and

jaw clenched. “That can’t be true. She’s not

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