The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

The girl's exclamation was both surprised and loud, drawing the attention of Alaric and Hertha, as well as curious glances from everyone around them.

As Alaric and Hertha turned, they saw Georgia, clutching a toddler about two years old, glaring angrily at Alaric.

Alaric barely glanced at the boy before confronting Georgia with an expressionless face, "Who I marry is none of your business!"

"What did you just say, Alaric? Say that again!" Georgia stormed forward, clutching the little boy even tighter.

Georgia was about to invade Alaric's personal space when Hertha couldn't stand by any longer. Alaric was her man now, and she had decided to leave the past behind and embrace their future together. She wasn't going to let any woman get close to him!

Quickly stepping forward, Hertha shielded Alaric, crossed her arms, and stood her ground against Georgia. "We're both free to marry, the law allows it, and so does morality. I won't let anyone mess this up!" "Move aside, I'll deal with you later!" Georgia shoved Hertha aside, taking two steps towards Alaric and thrusting the child in front of him, her voice laced with frustration and anger, "Alaric, look at him, he has your eyes!"

Over the years, Alaric had grown tired of Georgia's clinginess and her diva attitude.

he said, "Move, you're not stopping me

taking Hertha by the shoulder, and led her back to

Alaric eagerly began to fill his, and

longer, she hugged the child closer and tearfully declared,

loudly, drawing curious and entertained glances from everyone

as if she

she looked up at Georgia, her breathing erratic and eyes welling up with tears

who was equally shocked disbelievingly staring at

what I'm saying is true. ё Do you remember that night at the hotel three years ago?" Georgia tears in her eyes, somehow calmed down, speaking seriously to Alaric.

night at the hotel