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.

problem but hadn't imagined it to

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

could explain, he had thought maybe his

she'd run into a

to her senses, found it hard to accept the reality and slumped into a nearby

had been playing in the toy room, burst through the

two little darlings,

up at her

little face, asked in a soft voice, "Mommy, why

Hertha, looking for Alaric, and her bright, hopeful eyes immediately

initially wanting to ask

and Cheese was so yummy, we had a bowl already. There's

knelt down to their level, gently touching their soft cheeks, fighting back tears as she said, "Alright mommy will