The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

From across the room, Alaric's voice came through the phone, laced with impatience, "Georgia, have you lost your mind? Why on earth are you calling me now?"

He was utterly fed up with Georgia.

Despite his clear disinterest, shown by his constant rejection of her calls, Georgia persisted in dialing his number relentlessly.

His annoyance knew no bounds!

However, when Georgia faced a sudden mishap, Alaric, surprisingly, picked up the phone.

But Georgia quickly regained her composure and got straight to the point, "Hertha has gone and bumped Alar's head hard enough to crack it open. How vile must one be to lay hands on a child! Alaric, if you don't intervene now, I'm calling the cops this instant to have her arrested for assault!"

to twist the facts and blow the situation out

Alaric's irritation vanished, replaced by a calm resolve. "Where are you? I'm on my way," he said, his voice firm

the mention of Hertha was the only reason

test results, proving Alar to be his son, Alaric had remained distant, unwilling to accept them,

to even see her was

in the

deny the sting of rejection, but her frustration and indignation were

looks family background, and education, she saw herself as family background, and Hertha. Yet, in Alarinet

he would come. When Alaric hurried over, weaving through the crowded mall to a quieter corner, he found Hertha and Georgia. The two women were seated on a bench, Hertha sitting upright, her gaze fixed on the child in Georgia's arms. The toddler, a little over two years