The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1586

Because Donovan wasn't sure whether Alaric was genuinely angry or just throwing a fit.

Who actually enjoys arguing?

If that wasn't sarcasm, then what was it?

Great, Hertha's snide remarks earlier had definitely offended Alaric.

"Mr. Falconer, actually..." Donovan began, trying to apologize and fix the mess Hertha had made.

Alaric was losing patience: "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

Donovan was taken aback by Alaric's sharp glare and stammered, "Yes, yes, I'll head back to my office right away..."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Donovan turned to leave.

"Hey, is there a meeting going on here? How come I wasn't invited?"

few steps, a towering man walked in, followed by

Reginald, a burly man with a full beard, dressed in a

Callum, tall, slender, with an air

panic-stricken, and blurted out, "Mr. Whitman, pleasure, pleasure to have you at our company. May I ask what brings Mr. Whitman to our humble abode today?" Despite Donovan's outward veneer of warmth, politeness, and composure, inside, he

already set

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EPIOPLAY

Donovan felt utterly out of his depth with

think. But you went ahead and sold the design to someone else while we were

knees buckled, and he stammered, "Well, Mr. Whitman, that was all Hertha and Thalassa's doing. They found the client, I just... signed off on

Hertha and Thalassa

glances, realizing they'd been

menacing gaze

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