The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"Fine, that jerk made his bed, now he can lie in it! Thalassa, are you free right now? Why don't you come over to my place? We could really use a good chat." Hertha was quick to shift gears, cursing Lysander under her breath and no longer trying to push Thalassa towards him.

Knowing that Thalassa was now on her own, Hertha was aware that solitude could lead to overthinking. So she invited Thalassa over, knowing that a lively atmosphere could help shake off the blues.

"Sure, I'll be there soon." After hanging up the phone, Thalassa got moving.

Driving her car, Thalassa arrived at the Gulfstream Community.

As she approached Hertha's building, she spotted a tall, devilishly handsome man lingering outside. Dressed in black slacks and a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his lean arms added to his allure.

It was Alaric!

Seeing him, Thalassa's internal alarm bells went off.

Alaric saw Thalassa first, his eyes lighting up as he approached her. "Thalassa, you're here to see Hertha, right?"

gaze, Thalassa tensed up. "It's Tuesday, shouldn't you be

was loitering outside Hertha's building of all places! He couldn't possibly be here

into a mischievous

revealing his intentions, he positioned

moving forward, she turned around and scrutinized him with a wary look. "Mr. Falconer, why aren't you at home sleeping on your day off instead of

YOUR

a chance to send her off. They say when a good friend is hurt, you should warm their heart with a visit and a get-well gift. I've had this gift ready for over a month, and today I finally found the time to drop by and

kept his smile, not beating around the bush

go up then?"

hers," Alaric replied, maintaining his

confident demeanor. He had followed Hertha before, knew she lived in the

I thank you, Mr. Falconer, for your concern. We appreciate the thought, but no need for a gift. You should go back, and I will let Hertha know