The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha's fingers trembled as she was about to dial for the police when a woman's voice chimed in.

"Hey, are you guys looking for your kids?"

Hearing the word "kids," Hertha instantly looked up at the newcomer - a lady who often chatted with her mom over coffee.

Before Hertha could respond, Kimberly nodded anxiously: "Yes, we're looking for our kids. Have you seen them?"

"I was just crossing the street over there and saw two kids who looked a lot like yours, Julian and Helena, hanging out with a man I didn't recognize. I thought I was seeing things," the lady explained. With a strange man?

Hertha's heart clenched in fear. She urgently asked, "Where did you see them?"

"Right by the KFC on the corner." The lady gestured vaguely.

KFC!

Hertha's mind raced to locate a KFC she often passed on her way to work. She had never been inside but knew exactly where it was.

sprinted

quickly thanked

touching the ground until she reached the KFC. Once inside, her eyes darted frantically around. The place was crowded, but none of the faces were familiar. Just as panic was about to

handsome man with a devilish charm, his eyes sparkled with mischief, and his smile was

was hard to

And there,

him, were two

l.ne

happily gnawing on chicken

feet swinging joyfully

a roguishly tender smile, leaned in and asked, "Julian, Helena, enjoying your

with joy as she looked at

happiness, her eyes shining bright with adoration for