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.

the bump on the child's forehead, her expression turned serious with concern. She asked Alaric, "Did you see a doctor? What did they say about this bump on my grandson's

had bad-mouthed Hertha,

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

a father? Your child has such a big bump on his forehead, and you don't seem to care at all!" Angelina

eyes timid. Held in Angelina's arms, he tried

just being coy, Angelina's heart melted. She held him closer, cooing, "Alar, it's okay, don't be scared. Grandma's here to protect you.

clearly meant for

Georgia must have smeared Hertha's name with

sternly, "Mom, don't jump to conclusions. Hertha didn't hurt anyone. It was

mention Hertha? If you're so sure

it, or I'll really get mad!" Alaric