The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Alaric quickened his pace as he headed for the hospital exit, with Georgia following closely behind, holding their child in her arms. Just as they were about to leave, Alaric suddenly stopped in his tracks, a deep frown on his face as he stared ahead. Coming towards them in hurried steps was a middle-aged woman, someone Alaric recognized all too well.

"Alaric, where's Alar?" Angelina rushed over, her expression anxious. Initially, she hadn't noticed Georgia standing behind Alaric.

Upon reaching them, she quickly asked her question, only then noticing Georgia and the child in her arms.

Angelina's eyes lit up as she moved past Alaric towards Georgia. "Georgia..." Before she could say more, her gaze fell on the child in Georgia's arms, her expression turning ecstatic as she reached out to touch the child's cheek.

"Oh my, this must be my grandson Alar, isn't he just adorable? Come to grandma, let me hold you."

Angelina excitedly took the child from Georgia, her face radiating joy and affection.

She asked Alaric, "Did you see a doctor? What did they say about this bump on

could guess that Georgia had bad-mouthed Hertha, adding fuel to the

displeased glance at Georgia, Alaric reluctantly answered Angelina's question, "It's nothing serious, just a superficial

such a big bump on

arms, he tried to squirm away but

okay, don't be scared. Grandma's here to protect you. I won't let any mean lady hurt you, and I'll

clearly

knowing Georgia must have smeared Hertha's

and said sternly, "Mom, don't jump to conclusions. Hertha didn't

I even mention Hertha? If you're so sure it was her, it only means she must

or I'll really get mad!" Alaric