The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Alaric grabbed Hertha's hand, ready to lead the way.

Hertha yanked herself back, shaking off his grip with a look of disdain. "Oh, please, let's just go by ourselves. If you come along and start acting all high and mighty, we'll have to babysit you the whole time, which will ruin our appetite."

With a laugh, she looped her arm through Thalassa's. "It'll just be us girls, free and easy. We can chat about whatever we want. How great is that?"

Alaric opened his mouth to protest, but Hertha cut him off, "Zip it, will you?"

Alaric: ".

"

She called him delicate, and he couldn't even argue back?

As Hertha and Thalassa took a few steps, Hertha suddenly paused, turning to address Callum still lounging on the sofa. "Mr. Gordon, you should head back. Thalassa will ring you up once her designs are ready. No need to swing by her place."

Callum stood up. "You're hitting a food truck and not inviting me?"

mischief, flitted between Thalassa and Hertha, clearly hoping for a free

say something when Hertha quickly interjected, "Mr. Gordon, it's a girls' night out. We've got loads of girly stuff to talk about.

steered that way, Callum and Alaric didn't

a look, chuckling, "Mr. Falconer, after

for Alaric to lead the

glanced at him and left on his

I'll be off then." Callum bid Thalassa goodbye and made

from the guys, Hertha, smiling reassuringly at Thalassa, took her arm, and they headed out

lights, and the food truck

the evening, it was peak time, and the place was

ages were gathered, sitting around, chatting and laughing heartily, enjoying their meals

Thalassa a beer, her voice bubbly and uplifting. "Thalassa, forget about men. Aside from continuing the family line, they're not

Hertha was trying to cheer her up. Even though she hadn't mentioned a word

her

comfort. "You're right. I should focus on