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.

your child!" Remington exclaimed, his voice laden with

disapproval and stopped his pleading to ask

needs a family. If not, then you're free to pursue Hertha," Remington

you say?"

children, twins, over two

a mix

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

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

children, their fate would no longer be in his and Hertha's

dilemma, he had to take a

Remington was taken aback, shaking

not marrying Georgia,

the phone onto the couch, and ran his hands through his hair in

looked incredulously at Beatrice. Seeing his look of astonishment, Beatrice's curiosity was