The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1234

Alaric was a dead weight, and Georgia, thin as a rail, could barely budge him.

When she finally heaved him up, creating some space from Hertha, Georgia’s strength gave out. Her grip slipped, and Alaric crashed down on top of Hertha.

Hertha groaned in pain, frowning in discomfort.

Alaric stirred slightly, then rolled off and sprawled onto the bed, regaining a bit of consciousness.

Georgia’s heart raced, her hand clapped over her mouth, terrified that Alaric or Hertha would wake up.

After a few tense seconds, Hertha lay still as a statue, showing no signs of waking.

Alaric, on the other hand, took deep breaths with his eyes shut tight in discomfort, his brow furrowed. He pressed a hand to his forehead, seemingly shielding his eyes from the piercing light of the room.

Seeing that both were still out cold, Georgia’s anxiety settled.

all her strength, she managed

had assumed Alaric wanted to bring Hertha here for a nightcap, but she didn’t expect him to be so plastered that he’d booked

meant Alaric hadn’t had any untoward intentions toward

worked

other bed, she was panting from exertion, looking down at the unconscious man before her.

expression tensed as she steeled her resolve. Tonight, she would have Alaric. It was the perfect

interest in a union

secure her marriage to him.

had followed him here, why she had

be the prim and proper lady. She couldn’t be willful and petulant. Nobody here would tolerate or indulge her high-maintenance tempers.

tonight, fate was on her side, presenting her

face and thought of her

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