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.

Georgia had been spoiled, willful, and aggressive, displaying all the

had seen

had seen her true colors, he found

the existence of their child to make him fall in love with her and willingly marry her was something Alaric found too

Georgia's tears fell as she choked up, "Everything I've told you is true. Even your mother doesn't know about the child. I didn't tell her

she spoke, Georgia tightened her grip on her

spoke in a tender voice, "Mommy, don't

little hand to wipe away Georgia's

out "Mommy Hertha's heart trembled violently, her own vulnerabilities touched. She understood the genuine concern and tone of

soft, filled with a hint of timidity as he comforted Georgia, even reaching out to wipe her tears. Wasn't it just a

no longer stay seated. She stood up, her expression cold, "You two talk.

that, Hertha turned and walked