The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"I've heard about it. You're slaving away at the Crawley Group, making what, a grand a month? That wouldn't even cover your daily coffee run!" Angelina's voice dripped with sarcasm. Alaric's gaze darkened as he responded, "If that's all, I'm hanging up."

"Wait!" Angelina cut in quickly, "Your grandpa wants to see you, says you should come home for dinner."

"I'm tied up today, I'll call Grandpa myself tomorrow." Alaric didn't want to get entangled in a conversation with Angelina more than necessary. If his grandpa wanted to see him, he would get in touch directly. "You don't want to come home, do you?" Angelina pressed just as he was about to end the call.

"So what if I don't?" Alaric retorted, his voice tinged with defiance.

Was it that easy for Angelina to summon him back to the Falconer household after she'd been the one to cast him out?

He knew it. Angelina was using Grandpa as bait, trying to trick him into returning.

He refused to be led around by Angelina anymore, refused to listen to her whims!

"Fine, if you don't want to come home, that's your call," Angelina said, her tone less forceful than Alaric had expected, taking a step back.

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reached his apartment, he turned his car around

Alaric arrived

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grandpa or Angelina, he was about to call his grandpa when a familiar voice made his skin crawl, "Alaric, you're here!" Turning around, he indeed saw Georgia, her

his defenses up. "Georgia, what are you