The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1239

Georgia was fuming, her heart seething with thoughts of revenge. Learning that Alaric frequented nightclubs and had a string of casual flings that often ended in one-night stands, she decided to get even, sleeping with her dates.

Alaric’s face was taut with tension when he learned it. He had also been with Hertha and knew too well that there would be no signs of virginity to be discerned if it was Hertha with him last night. This left him unable to figure out who he had actually spent the previous night with.

Hertha was totally drunk and clueless about what happened, while Georgia adamantly claimed it was her who had been with him. Despite his fragmented memory and the hazy recollections from the alcohol, Alaric couldn’t be sure.

Irritated, he splashed water on his face and said, “Look, Georgia, you know I see a lot of women. Sleeping together doesn’t mean anything.”

Georgia couldn’t hold back any longer. She lashed out, her voice rising with indignation, “Alaric, what the hell are you trying to say? That you can just hit it and quit it? We were practically engaged, remember?”

Georgia’s high-maintenance attitude, her tendency to raise hell over anything. Her shrill voice was giving

letting go. Standing up and turning his back to

of the room, leaving Georgia alone with

doing this to me? What did I ever do to you?” Georgia shouted after his retreating figure, tears streaming down her face. In response, she

single word of comfort to her.

Georgia collapsed

not bothering to hail a cab. She walked on so fast that she couldn’t feel the pebbles against her feet. Despite knowing that Alaric had been with other women, and even more intimately with Georgia, seeing them together was too much for her. Her heart was in agony, and she walked on aimlessly, not knowing where