The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"Julian, what a sweet name. So, your sister must be Helena, right?" Alaric gently took Julian's small hand, his smile barely containing his delight. His tone was softer than ever before. "Yeah, Daddy! You're so smart, guessing my name just like that!" Helena, sitting beside Alaric, clapped her hands joyously in praise.

Hertha looked at Helena in amazement.

What's happening here? They've just met Alaric and Helena's already calling him Daddy?

That escalated quickly!

Feeling a pang of jealousy, Hertha's spirits sank even lower.

"See? Daddy's got lots of tricks up his sleeve. I'll show you just how amazing I can be," Alaric turned back, his eyes twinkling as he spoke to Helena.

Receiving compliments from his daughter made Alaric's heart swell with joy, more so than closing any million-dollar deal.

"Yeah, yeah, sure!" Helena nodded eagerly. "Daddy, you should stay and live with us."

Helena, ever the social butterfly, grabbed Alaric's hand, suggesting he stay over.

Alaric was about to agree without hesitation.

Hertha gasped, quickly interjecting, "Oh, but he has work, plus he lives just next door, so

to accept, immediately shutting down the idea

Alaric were

with Angelina and Georgia teaming up against her, with Alaric standing idly by, Hertha was furious. She hadn't

a wave of disappointment but kept

here when

secret about the children finally discovered by Alaric,

she couldn't shake off her anxiety,

towards the kitchen, she noticed her mother's

unusually quiet. Could her mother not be home? Didn't her mother come

out to

was on

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a smile, addressing the children, Julian, Helena, why don't you head to the playroom for

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