The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha felt a shiver run down her spine, her blood seemingly flowing backward in shock. Her scalp tingled with fear, and she completely forgot to chew the bite of food she had just taken. When Thalassa saw the look of astonishment on Hertha's face, she too suddenly realized what lay inside the cupboard - it was the kids' sippy cups and cartoon-themed plates! Alaric had opened it!

Thalassa was just as terrified for Hertha.

Frozen for a moment, Hertha quickly stood up and dashed towards the kitchen, her mouth still full of food, mumbling in a hurried, muffled voice, "Alaric, you're our guest, please sit down, I'll get it..."

But by then, Alaric had already opened the cupboard door, revealing two adorable sippy cups and the playful, cartoon-themed plates inside.

He paused, his eyebrows knitting together slightly.

Hertha, in her panic, raced towards the kitchen. As she neared the entrance, her foot slipped on the glossy tile floor, propelling her forward.

"Ah!" Hertha screamed in fright, instinctively reaching up to protect her wig from falling off again.

as she fell forward, bracing for the painful impact with the ground, her

catch Hertha as she hurled towards him, her face pressing

of Alaric's cheeks, their masculine elasticity, radiated a heat that was naturally higher than that of a woman's. As Hertha's face pressed against

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cotton and fragrant as lilies, invigorating his senses. His heart, as if infused with fresh blood, beat vigorously, reigniting his masculinity. His

also got up, intending to follow. But after taking just one step, she saw Hertha

hands still on Hertha's back, transformed the moment from alarming to intimate. The temperature in the room seemed to rise a few degrees. Thalassa stood frozen, torn between moving forward and retreating too obviously, glancing worriedly at Spencer. Beneath his glasses,