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 imagined it to

bastard,

had thought

turned out, she'd run into a real

to her senses, found it hard to accept the reality

toy room, burst through the door, scurrying over with their little legs, calling out with their tender

little

up

little face, asked in a soft voice, "Mommy, why didn't daddy come back

Alaric, and her bright, hopeful eyes immediately

initially wanting

hearing his sister's inquiry. He looked up and said, "Mommy, Grandma's Mac and Cheese was so yummy, we had a bowl already. There's still some left

She knelt down to their level, gently touching their soft cheeks, fighting back tears as she said, "Alright mommy will have some of Grandma's Mac