The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

She reluctantly pulled out the household registration book.

Alaric had been watching it the entire time. Seeing Angelina finally take it out, he immediately reached over, snatched the document from her hands, and said cheerfully, "Grandma and Grandpa, thank you so much!"

After saying that, he glanced back at Angelina. His eyes were filled with guilt. He knew his mother was still against him marrying Hertha. If he persisted, his mother would be furious.

From a young age, his mother had meticulously arranged everything for him, always ensuring he never came short. Going against her wishes would definitely hurt her. As a son, he didn't want to cause his mother any pain, but compared to his guilt, he was more afraid of losing Hertha.

Alaric only gave Angelina a glance, said nothing, and quickly left with the registration book.

Beatrice watched Alaric's retreating figure with a smile, "Look at him, so eager to get married to the love of his life, happy as a lark and off in a flash."

"He used to be such a party animal. It's not easy to find someone who can make him settle down. He should treasure her," Remington said earnestly, gently patting Beatrice's hand.

up to meet Angelina's dissatisfied gaze and advised, "Let him

Resent her for life?

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of

was merely for the novelty. Once that wore off, the woman meant

obtained her, making him act so irrationally. Once he truly did, it wouldn't be long before he grew tired of

just sit by and watch. She had to stop Alaric from

registration book, Alaric was thrilled

He could soon call Hertha his wife. The thought made Alaric's heart race with excitement, and he sped up

but drink, ranting wildly to Thalassa, one moment toasting to their single