The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

The woman standing before Hertha was none other than Georgia, someone she hadn't seen in a long time!

As Hertha's eyes adjusted and focused on the child in Georgia's arms, realization dawned on her. This child was the same one she and Alaric had seen Georgia holding at the city hall when they were about to apply for their marriage license.

Previously, the child hadn't cried. His big, doe-like eyes, full of innocence and curiosity, had looked up at her. Those eyes, unblemished by the world, bore a striking resemblance to Alaric's. The moment Hertha first laid eyes on the boy, her heart had skipped a beat.

Now, seeing the child again, Hertha felt a mix of surprise and a deeper, more turbulent emotion stirring within her.

The boy was crying, his mouth wide open, and tears the size of peas rolled down his cheeks. On his forehead, a large bump had formed, obviously from bumping into her just moments ago.

Hertha was shocked to encounter Georgia here, but upon seeing the child's bump, her mind raced not with thoughts of past grievances but with concern. Rushing to check on the boy, she asked, "Hey there, little guy, how are you feeling? Does your head hurt?"

back, clutching the child away from Hertha's reach. Her expression turned fierce as she accused Hertha, "Look

at Hertha while holding the child tightly, her

responded with a calm and sincere tone, "Let's take him to the hospital for a check-up.

the gravity of the situation, especially with the child having a bump on his forehead which could potentially be serious,

arm to prevent her from leaving, retorted angrily, "Do you even realize whose child you've hurt? I'm

she shrugged off. Georgia's grip with a light chuckle, "Go ahead, call him. But just so you know, any delay in getting this child. the

was absurd. She had been pushed accidentally into the child and had immediately

Georgia twisted the narrative, accusing her of intentionally harming the child and

curious to see how Georgia