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.

Remington exclaimed,

Alaric sensed his grandfather's disapproval and stopped

yours, you marry Georgia. A child needs a family. If not, then you're free to

did you say?" Remington's

over two years old now! If marry Georgia, what happens to Hertha and the

a

promised Hertha he wouldn't fight her for the children, wouldn't let her

and Hertha's twins a secret from the Falconer

children, their fate would no longer be in his and

his own marital dilemma, he had to

say?" Remington was taken aback, shaking with

said, I'm not marrying Georgia,

the phone onto the couch,

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