The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Stepping out of the restaurant, the air outside felt noticeably fresher.

Throughout the incident, Spencer had been her silent guardian, shielding her from any potential harm. Emmeline could feel the protective aura he exuded, wrapping her in a cocoon of safety.

Her heart was filled with joy, affirming her belief that she had chosen the right person. She looped her arm through Spencer's and nestled closer, her face lit with a playful smile as she looked up at him. "Spencer, you really outdid yourself today. I'm so impressed."

With a doting smile, Spencer lightly tapped her nose. "That's nothing. Wait until you try my cooking. You won't need to step out and deal with such messes anymore."

"Okay, I'll come over tomorrow and see what you can do in the kitchen." Emmeline tightened her grip on his arm, her affection for him growing even stronger.

Alaric was driving at breakneck speed toward Gulfstream Community, his mind racing!

He kept replaying what Spencer had said earlier-Spencer and Hertha were not actually married; it was all a ruse to deceive him!

Had Hertha lied about being Spencer's wife just to push him away and make him marry Georgia?

that once he was engaged to Georgia, he would

status as the Falconer family's second son if necessary! Alaric was a bundle of nerves, eager to get to Hertha's place to tell her

to halve the time, arriving at Gulfstream Community in just over ten

rushed toward

by seemed to echo Alaric's heartbeat, accelerating as he

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at the twentieth floor. Alaric stepped out and hurried to Hertha's

no answer, he pressed the

press the bell again, the

about to protest, "What

before she could finish, Alaric's actions left her frozen,

stepped forward, pulling her into a tight embrace, his breath hot and heavy at her

made Hertha stiffen, her heart