The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Georgia thought Alaric was about to bail on dinner again. Reacting almost reflexively, she rose from her seat, blocking his path with the urgency of someone trying to hold onto the last shred of hope. "Alaric, our food's almost ready. Can't you wait just a bit longer?" she pleaded, desperate to keep him seated. Every twitch, every sigh from him sent her heart into a frenzy.

Alaric, visibly impatient, glanced at Georgia blocking his way and frowned, "Move!"

"Alaric, please don't go, I..." Georgia was about to beg, lowering her stance as much as she could.

But with Spencer about to slip a ring onto Emmeline's finger, Alaric didn't have the luxury of time to spar with Georgia's pleas. He gently pushed her aside by her head and strode over to Spencer's table, grabbing Spencer's hand mid-gesture and leaning in, his face darkened with anger, "What do you think you're doing? Proposing to another woman?"

Alaric's voice was heavy with accusation, seething with anger.

Was Spencer cheating?

Here he was, married to Hertha, yet dining under romantic candlelight and proposing to another woman in a restaurant?

How had Alaric never realized Spencer was capable of such betrayal?

Juggling two women, promising futures to others he had no intention of keeping!

own flawed nature, he'd never gone as far

How dare Spencer...

furious gaze behind his glasses, his voice firm, "Let go of

keep this up?" Alaric's anger intensified, glaring at Spencer, who, caught in

he not afraid of Hertha

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NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

them, a silent battle of wills,

the ring on herself before standing

turned, his piercing gaze landing on

cast a spell of enchantment on

guard, Emmeline blinked rapidly, "Why are you looking

eyes slightly, Alaric responded, "You seem familiar. Have we