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, his voice

Grandpa?" Alaric sensed his grandfather's disapproval and stopped his pleading to ask for his

you marry Georgia. A child needs a family. If not, then you're free to pursue Hertha," Remington provided his verdict. "No

did you say?"

the phone tighter, Alaric firmly told Remington, "Hertha has my children, twins, over two

was fueled by a mix of

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

his and Hertha's twins a secret from the

their fate would no longer be in his

his own marital dilemma, he had

say?" Remington was

I'm not marrying

Alaric Kung up, tossed the phone

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, "What did Alaric