The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Georgia had never felt such crushing disappointment before.

She wasn't some spoiled heiress without a shred of dignity!

The reason she had been so persistent with Alaric, wanting to marry him, was simply because he was the first man to ever spark that flutter in her heart. Some people, once you fall for them, letting go seems impossible.

Since she was little, whatever she wanted, she would go to great lengths to get it. Toys were one thing, but people? How could she possibly let them go? The thought of not obtaining something ate at her-it was her obsession, her stubbornness.

She thought Alaric, just like any toy she had set her sights on before, would be hers if she just threw a tantrum; her parents would somehow make it happen. But now, she realized she was wrong.

Alaric wasn't like the toys she used to covet. He wasn't something money could buy.

The biggest difference between toys and people, she realized, was that people have hearts and can make their own choices, whereas toys can only be chosen by others.

In that moment, Georgia faced the harsh reality, experiencing a setback like never before.

Tears in her eyes, she stared at the two people sharing an intimate moment: "Alaric, you'll regret this!"

teeth, she spat out the words, turned, and quickly

friend finally snapped out of it and

Georgia flee in defeat was incredibly

she deserved every bit

then snapped back to the present, realizing Alaric was still holding her in

and blinked rapidly, pointing at him, "Hey, back off. She's gone. No need to keep up the act." Alaric frowned,

Driving Georgia away was your real goal, wasn't it?" Hertha said,

"I actually like..."

you're saying you've been using her family's money?" Hertha cut him off before he could finish his confession, eyeing him

could you think

with me. Every penny in my account is from my own hard work," Alaric

eager to