The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Alaric laid out the whole situation to Remington over the phone.

Silence fell on the other end.

Feeling anxious, Alaric probed, "Grandpa, are you still there?"

With a huff of frustration, Remington replied, "Alaric, I've got to ask, just how many hearts did you break in your youth? Tell me straight, aside from Georgia, how many other women have you had fleeting flings with? If we resolve this issue, another one's just going to pop up. It's never-ending!"

"Grandpa, you know those were just casual encounters, nothing serious..." Alaric's voice softened as he tried to coax some sympathy from his grandfather, hoping he could pull him out of this mess. Only his grandfather could help him now.

Taking a deep breath, Remington asked, "And the child, is it really yours and Georgia's?"

Alaric hesitated, admitting, "I'm not sure yet. We're waiting for the DNA test results."

"What are you planning to do if the child is yours?" Remington pressed.

"I don't know, Grandpa, that's why I need your help. I don't want to marry Georgia. I want to be with Hertha," Alaric confessed his dilemma.

that's your child!" Remington exclaimed, his

suggesting, Grandpa?" Alaric sensed his grandfather's disapproval and stopped his pleading

the child is indeed yours, you marry Georgia. A child needs a family. If not, then you're free to pursue Hertha,"

say?"

tighter, Alaric firmly told Remington, "Hertha has my children, twins, over two years old

fueled by a mix

wouldn't fight her for the children, wouldn't let

kept the existence of his and Hertha's twins a secret from the Falconer

the Falconer family knew about the children, their fate would no longer be in his

own marital dilemma, he had to

say?" Remington was taken aback, shaking with emotion

not marrying Georgia,

the phone onto

Remington, still holding the disconnected call, trembled with excitement and looked incredulously at Beatrice. Seeing his look of astonishment, Beatrice's curiosity was piqued, and she pressed,