The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1238

“What the hell have you two done right in front of me?” Hertha couldn’t take it anymore. She pointed an accusing finger at Alaric, her breath heavy with fury as she spoke, her face flushed with anger.

Alaric, still in a daze, was jolted awake by Hertha’s voice. He blinked the sleep from his eyes and looked at Hertha, who sat across from him on the other bed, her face twisted in rage.

Then his gaze fell on Georgia, who lay beside him. His eyes snapped open as he took in the situation, inspecting himself before looking back at Georgia.

Realization dawned in his smoldering eyes as he saw the state he and Georgia were in, and they filled with disbelief.

What had happened? Last night, he was sure he had been holding Hertha.

Georgia woke up too, sitting up abruptly as the covers slid off her. She scrambled to pull them back, covering herself as she hurriedly tried to explain to Alaric, “Alaric, you were drunk last night. I don’t blame you. We’re engaged, after all. We were bound to become husband and wife eventually.”

Her words confirmed what had happened between Alaric and her.

denial as he looked from

to drink last night, but he remembered, albeit hazily, that it was Hertha he

he have

words. They had slept together, and right beside

with no memory of what

the scene that greeted her this

bitter laugh and said, “So you two lovebirds decide

to put on shoes, her bare feet

follow her, but then he realized his own embarrassing state. He hastily wrapped himself in the

he dressed, he demanded, “You better explain what the hell happened

staggering outside the hotel, holding onto Hertha, completely plastered. I was worried, so I followed and even