The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha was a bundle of nerves, her hand still clutching Alaric's arm, frozen in place, too scared to answer the door.

The doorbell rang again, pulling at Hertha's nerves like a relentless tug-of-war. Her heart pounded like a drum solo, her scalp tingled, and her breath seemed to freeze in her lungs.

She glanced at Alaric in panic, only to find him casually tilting his head, those captivating eyes fixed on her, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, exuding a carefree and slightly roguish vibe.

Seeing his relaxed demeanor made Hertha think of the possibility that her little munchkins might be outside. If she opened the door now, they would run straight into this irresponsible man who might at any moment compete with her for their attention.

Hertha felt like she was on the verge of a breakdown.

Without thinking, she gripped Alaric's arm tighter, ready to drag him away and stuff him into a room.

Just as she moved, Alaric chuckled lightly, "I'm curious to see who's at the door, making you this scared."

With that, he stepped forward to open the door.

"No..." Hertha's eyes widened, about to stop him, but it was already too late.

Alaric swung the door open.

As the door opened, Hertha held her breath, her heart seemingly stopping, her eyes shut tight, not daring to witness the scene unfolding before her, bracing for the agony of anticipation. At the door stood Spencer, exuding a scholarly vibe, with Emmeline by his side.

Emmeline's arm around Spencer's shoulder, both wearing content smiles, clearly

it was Spencer and

in a state of fear and reluctance

up on Spencer? Knowing he was with another

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Could she face him being with Georgia without any

yet why did she seem to care more about Spencer

face him, but when he

now, she had even

with him, without any

she

no-strings-attached fling?

playboy, but

'em was her

could accept that. At least he was among the many men she had loved and then

she face him now that he had