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.

she managed to maneuver him

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

beds in the room meant Alaric hadn’t had any untoward intentions

this setup worked to Georgia’s

panting from

tensed as she steeled her resolve. Tonight, she would

succeeded, and considering the mutual interest in a union

her

him here, why

mother was right. To capture Alaric, she couldn’t be the prim and proper lady. She couldn’t be willful and petulant.

her side, presenting her with

looked at Alaric’s handsome face and

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