The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Alaric's sudden appearance at her doorstep, barging into her bedroom of all places, caught her completely off guard.

Her bed, always shared with her kids, was adorned with cartoon-themed sheets that screamed childhood innocence. It was a no-brainer for anyone walking in to realize kids lived there.

Back when she pretended to be Spencer's wife, she could spin tales with ease. But now that Alaric knew the truth about her and Spencer-that she was indeed single-it was clear as day to him that kids were part of the equation.

Her heart raced, panic setting in. Facing Alaric's interrogation, she initially fumbled for words, unsure how to explain her situation.

But then, she steeled herself.

Taking a deep breath, she calmed down, lifted her chin, and met Alaric's gaze with a defiant stance. "Yes, this is my secret, Alaric. Don't think just because you're the Falconer family's golden boy, you can do whatever you please!"

She was ready to fight tooth and nail if he dared to challenge her for her kids.

not one to follow the rules. Why hide this?" Alaric's unexpected response threw

stopped short, realizing the implication in Alaric's words. Surprised and somewhat excited,

cartoon themes is nothing to be ashamed of. Did you really think I'd judge you for having kid-like sheets, so much so that you'd

calmed by her own resignation,

What was Alaric implying?

having kids but thought she herself enjoyed the

YOUR

for a showdown with Alaric, only to realize he had no clue

raced yet again, cautiously aligning with his assumption. "Yes, that's my secret! Here I am, thirty years old, worried about being mocked for

she concerned about his opinion

because I hold a special place in your heart?" Alaric's