The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha has always been the kind of person who speaks her mind, never afraid to put Alaric on the spot.

Alaric knew Hertha all too well; if she wasn't ribbing him, she wouldn't be Hertha.

As he casually munched on his food, Alaric said, "I've cut ties with my mom, got kicked out of the Falconer clan, just a regular Joe now, no 'young master' talk, please. I'm doing worse than you guys; at least you have your own place, while I'm stuck living in whatever digs my boss throws my way. Who knows, if he wakes up on the wrong side of the bed one morning, I could be out on the street. If it ever comes to that, Hertha..."

Alaric paused, giving Hertha a look before his gaze shifted meaningfully towards Spencer, who was sitting across from him. His look was pretty straightforward.

Finally, his eyes landed on Spencer, flashing a mischievous smile, "You and Hertha wouldn't mind taking me in, would you?"

What was Alaric on about? Asking to crash with them!

Hertha felt a pang in her heart, her pulse racing. That Alaric, always causing her stress, making her heart skip beats with his antics.

Today, his visit for a day of barbecue had nearly sent her over the edge, scrambling to get everything in order, just so he wouldn't bump into Julian and Helena.

in with them, how could she keep

eyes practically begging him: reject him, you must reject him!

tense seconds, he finally spoke, "Mr. Falconer, with your skills, I doubt any boss would let you go that easily. And if by some chance you do get kicked out, I'm sure you'll have another,

rejection, was as polite a refusal as

of relief, her heart still racing, and quickly grabbed a piece of steak from the

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NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

she just had in

medium-rare,"

anymore, his mischievous demeanor fading

mugs are in the kitchen. I'll get them," chimed in Thalassa, who

"No need,