The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha's eyes widened as she stared at Alaric, still finding the reality of his presence hard to believe. There he was, in the flesh - Alaric himself! So, the words she had just heard were also true, right?

Hertha raised her hand, playfully slapping at Alaric's outstretched hand, and said in a brash manner, "Alaric, are you out of your mind? Giving up a cushy VP position at Falconer Group to work for someone else?"

Donovan, overhearing this, panicked at Hertha's blunt approach, fearing she might offend. His jaw dropped as he quickly interjected, "Mr. Falconer, Hertha had a car accident a while back and hit her head pretty bad. If she's speaking out of turn, please don't take it to heart..."

Alaric, however, seemed unfazed and laughed it off, "I think it's not so much that the accident affected her, but that she's always been this way. Otherwise, why would she always speak without thinking first?" Donovan, initially worried Alaric was upset with Hertha, was about to explain further when he recalled the conversation. He said in surprise, "Mr. Falconer, you knew Hertha from before?"

"Knew him? More like I was out of my mind to have ever followed him around like some celebrity!" Hertha rolled her eyes at Alaric, reverting back from her initial shock.

She detested when people suggested she wasn't all there upstairs. Alaric used to tease her like this in the past, and now here he was, doing it again in front of her manager. It was a wonder Hertha's temper hadn't flared up on the spot.

by going after anyone you please. First Eamon, then Ambrose, and now I find out you even had a thing for Mr. Falconer!" Donovan scolded Hertha, a mix of jest and authority in

must have really damaged my brain in that accident, or else how could I have been so blind

was the project director with the final say in whether to purchase their jewelry designs. If Hertha managed to upset

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signaling her

off and continued her tirade at Alaric, "Weren't you sitting pretty with the support of the Reed family, firmly in your VP

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the fall from grace

playful eyes turned serious and cold. His aura was intensifying the