The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha was at her wit's end, giving Kimberly a look that was loaded with discomfort. "Mom, please, just hear me out before you jump to conclusions."

"Alright, let's hear it then. I'm curious about what excuse you've conjured up this time," Kimberly said, her face dropping into a look of expectancy as she stared down Hertha.

Truth be told, Hertha and Alaric hadn't returned yet, and Kimberly had a hunch, which is why she had asked Hertha for the marriage certificate, clinging onto a sliver of hope. But now, seeing Hertha's helpless expression, Kimberly's fleeting hope vanished into thin air.

Her daughter had returned alone, not with Alaric. Clearly, there was a significant issue.

Knowing she could no longer hide the truth, Hertha glanced at her father standing sternly behind Kimberly, waiting for her to continue.

With a heavy sigh, Hertha said, "Alaric... he's had a child with another woman..."

"What!" Kimberly gasped, her eyes widening in shock, her whole body freezing.

but hadn't

family for his and Hertha's child? Ridiculous! "That bastard, I swear, when I see

thought maybe his daughter was just being

it turned out, she'd run into a

my stars, what are we going to do now?" Kimberly, coming back to her senses, found it hard to accept the

room, burst through the door, scurrying over with their little

little darlings,

legs, looked up

chubby little face, asked in a soft voice, "Mommy, why didn't

peeked around Hertha, looking for Alaric, and her

initially wanting to ask

up and said, "Mommy, Grandma's Mac and Cheese was so yummy, we had a bowl already. There's still

level, gently touching their soft cheeks, fighting