The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1193

Hertha had already talked about marriage with Spencer now.

To Hertha, Alaric thought he was probably just a punchline to some private joke.

Oh, the irony. Alaric, the dashing heir to the Falconer fortune, a man who moved through social soirees with a swagger, always had women clamoring for his attention, eager to share his bed.

He was the one who ended flings, never the one left high and dry.

And yet, Hertha had played him for a fool, took his money, and left.

Thinking she could just walk away, tie the knot with someone else without any complications? As if.

Did she really think she could treat Alaric like a pushover?

muscles tensed as he stormed off to his Porsche and sped away.

at all, and with the

got in his car

driving with her friend Thalassa to

talk about just

had stepped aside at the restroom to give Hertha

after their chat, Hertha seemed even more upset.

threw some snide remarks my way, I snapped back, and that was that. No deep conversation,”

mad at me’ game?” Thalassa couldn’t help but find the humor in their dynamic, “Are you really ready to give up on him?” “He and I are from different worlds. There’s no hope, so what’s there to give up on?” Hertha replied, sounding like a philosopher suddenly,

like me, do you?” Thalassa’s voice dropped, tinged with sadness. She knew Hertha well. Despite her tough exterior and carefree attitude, Hertha was the clear-headed one who never lost sight of what was truly important.

After hearing Angelina’s words, she’d decided to take the money and run, largely considering

in an awkward and difficult situation like Thalassa’s-becoming someone’s secret lover, without any official status, even if children

possessiveness of men like Alaric was overwhelming; if he didn’t let go, she couldn’t