The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha listened with a grave expression, her hands clenched tightly on the table.

Alaric glanced back at her, noticing the struggle she was trying to hide.

In a mix of panic and anger, he confronted Georgia, "Stop lying, Georgia. You'd do anything to marry me!"

Knowing Georgia as he did, if she were pregnant with his child, she would've made it known immediately, even making it the talk of the town. Using the child as leverage was the fastest way to get him to marry her.

Why would she give up such an opportunity for a laughable reason and go abroad to have the child alone, only to bring him back now?

Georgia was hurt, incredulous as she looked at Alaric, "This kind of person?"

Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke to Alaric, hurt, "What kind of person do you think I am in your eyes?"

"You know exactly what kind of person you are!" Alaric said sternly, his face cold.

willful, and aggressive, displaying

had seen

he had seen her true colors, he found

him fall in

choked up, "Everything I've told you is true. Even your mother doesn't know about the child. I didn't tell her because I wanted you to fall in love with me, to marry me willingly. If you

she spoke, Georgia tightened

distress, the child spoke in a

little hand to wipe away Georgia's

vulnerabilities touched.

was soft, filled with a hint of timidity as he comforted Georgia, even reaching out to wipe her tears. Wasn't it just a child's heartache and guilt for seeing their mother

longer stay seated. She stood up, her expression cold,

that, Hertha turned and