The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Alaric must have been at his wit's end with her outrageous behavior. No way he'd take her back, not even for millions.

"Who do you think you are, talking about me like that! Just wait, I'll sue you until you're broke!" Georgia couldn't take it anymore. She hated it when people pointed out her flaws, especially when it came to the one thing she cared about the most.

Georgia was fuming, literally spinning in place with anger.

"And you! Get down on your knees and apologize! And after that, cough up $200,000 for my emotional distress!" Georgia was on a rampage, lashing out at anyone in her path, pointing furiously at the waiter. The waiter's fists were clenched so tight from holding back that they were shaking. Seeing the kind stranger about to be dragged to court by Georgia, the waiter couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Ms. Whitman, are you upset because you're worried your little kitchen request got leaked?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Georgia was livid with embarrassment and rage.

"You had the kitchen slip something into one of the steaks meant for that gentleman who just left. But he left before he could eat it, and now you're taking your anger out on me, flipping steaks to destroy the evidence!" Realizing his job was gone anyway, he decided to reveal the truth. If he kept quiet, he'd be on the hook for the $200,000 and drag the kind stranger down with him.

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with a serious

that today was supposed to be a significant day for Georgia and Alaric's reconciliation. Spencer suddenly asked, suspicion rising, "You didn't give Alaric some kind of...

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help but feel a bit sorry for

she retorted, "You're slandering me, and

the floor. Just get a professional to check