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.”

true friend could cut to the heart of the matter

I’m going to settle the bill, and once we’re out of this restaurant, I’ll make things clear

been ready to come clean to Spencer already, but then Alaric had barged

suffered at his hands, ignited a stubborn pride in Hertha. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her

there was Alaric, seated behind them, cozying up to Georgia, every word a needle

it at

agreed with a nod.

of the restroom, only to find Alaric leaning casually against

both Hertha and Thalassa halted.

let go of Hertha’s shoulder, “You

heart skipped despite herself, recalling his earlier