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.”

cut to the heart of the

mouth out, took a deep breath to steady herself, and faced Thalassa. “I know. I’m going to settle the bill, and once

Alaric had barged in with Georgia, both families in tow

of Alaric, the losses she’d suffered at his hands, ignited a stubborn pride in Hertha. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her down. So, she had chatted with Spencer as if they were the oldest of friends.

cozying up to Georgia, every word a needle to Hertha’s heart.

leave it at

agreed with a

only to find Alaric leaning casually against the wall, his narrow eyes fixed on them, obviously waiting.

both Hertha

shoulder, “You two talk. I’ll head out.”

gone, Hertha frowned and met Alaric’s mocking gaze. Her heart skipped despite herself, recalling his