The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha thought she must have misheard. She couldn't even be bothered to shrug off Alaric's hand resting on her shoulder, her eyes wide with curiosity as she stared at his strikingly handsome profile. "What dic you just say?"

"I said, pick any car you like, and I'll pay for it. Don't be shy!" Noticing Hertha's excitement, Alaric proudly ran his index finger lightly across her cheek.

Hertha swatted his hand away, annoyed. "Stop that, acting like you're rolling in cash all of a sudden. Come on, how much money do you even have in your account? You say I can have any car I want, but can you actually afford a Ferrari?"

In Hertha's eyes, Alaric was nothing but a down-and-out rich boy, kicked out and cut off by his family!

She couldn't believe that Angelina, after kicking Alaric out, wouldn't freeze his bank accounts!

From what Hertha knew about Angelina, to force Alaric into submission, she would surely cut off all his financial resources. That way, Alaric would have no choice but to crawl back and marry Georgia as planned.

"Hey, Hertha, do I really seem that pathetic to you? I can afford a car," Alaric said, pinching Hertha's cheek gently.

There was a domineering yet doting quality to his action.

To anyone looking on, it would seem incredibly sweet.

kiss just moments earlier, and

with

was fear, the fear of her own heart getting flustered, that made

finished speaking and realized Alaric's arm was still around her

Hertha said, turning away and walking in

few steps before Alaric pulled her back. "Why should I go buy a car

shook him off, not daring to look back. "That's

had finally made up her mind that she would no

Alaric's flirtations confuse her. you

et father whenever I want. Why are

of Hertha's sleeve, refusing to let her

getting

Hertha's attitude was tougher than a

Hertha

my car, then?" Alaric