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!"

was flabbergasted. Georgia had the audacity to twist the facts and blow the situation out of

a calm resolve. "Where are you? I'm on my way," he said, his voice firm

knowing full well that the mention of Hertha was

Alar to be his son, Alaric had remained distant, unwilling to accept them, let alone meet with

to even see her was

Hertha in the picture, he was

of rejection, but her frustration and indignation

as family background, and Hertha. Yet, in

decisively, confident 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 old,