The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1189

Hertha had barely managed two bites of the food before she could no longer feign enjoyment. As the forkfuls piled up, her stomach revolted against the heavy cream and cheese.

Forcing herself to swallow, a wave of nausea hit her, and she felt the urge to vomit. She clenched her teeth and endured, swallowing the mouthful of food before excusing herself, “I’m just going to pop to the loo, back in a jiff.”

Spencer nodded understandingly, “Sure thing.”

“Hey, Thalassa, come with me, will you?” Hertha beckoned her best friend before heading out.

Once inside the restroom, Hertha leaned over the basin and heaved a couple of times, trying to keep down the culinary disaster.

Thalassa rubbed her back soothingly and offered some sisterly advice, “If you’re not into it, don’t string Spencer along. It’s not fair to him; he’s an innocent in all this.”

to the heart of the matter

out, took a deep breath to steady herself, and faced Thalassa. “I know. I’m going to

then Alaric had barged in with Georgia,

Hertha. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her down. So,

Alaric, seated behind them, cozying up to Georgia, every

at that,” Thalassa

Hertha agreed with

to collect herself, Hertha and Thalassa stepped out of the restroom, only to find Alaric leaning casually against the wall, his narrow

both Hertha

Hertha’s shoulder, “You two talk. I’ll head

herself, recalling his earlier words to Georgia, like how he’d enjoy anything she