The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1407

Alaric’s face was a portrait of barely–contained fury.

Georgia could tell he was truly pissed, her heart skipping a beat as her usual haughty attitude took a nosedive. In a meek voice, she said, “Alaric, I… I didn’t mean what I said just now.”

“Just go!” Alaric ground out between clenched teeth, a low growl in his voice. The eyes that usually sparkled with charisma now blazed with a quiet rage, forbidding Georgia to come any closer.

Georgia froze, startled by the anger in his voice.

Alaric continued, his voice rising, “And I meant every word I said. You go tell your parents right now. Go on, hurry up!”

The last words came out in a roar.

He had been living this repressed, suffocating life for three years. He couldn’t take it anymore.

in Georgia’s eyes from fear and pride alike. She was too proud and too stubborn to simply give in to

a furious look at Hertha before she spun on her heel,

afraid that if she stayed even a second longer, her temper would erupt, and she’d end up throwing a tantrum, hurling objects, or lashing out

had to listen to her mother, to control her temper, not to break things and not to

less likely to

time. Once she married Alaric, she could

Georgia could no longer hold back. She was so enraged that her face contorted as she kicked the elevator wall, her chest heaving with anger, cursing under her breath, “That shameless Hertha, I swear, one day I’ll make her disappear from this world! And Alaric, you damn scoundrel, just wait until

to scream, but she could only growl

Alaric to that meeting today. Then she wouldn’t have

mind. She then wouldn’t have been

flings, but as long as she became

she just remember her mother’s advice?

approaching, just