The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1969

She never told Alaric her birthday, did she? And Alaric never celebrated it with her either.

So, how on earth did he know her birthday?

Wait, that's not even the main issue. The real question is, why would he use her birthday as his phone's passcode?

This guy must be nuts!

Hertha was flabbergasted as she scrolled through the call log, her eyes nearly popping out when she saw the top entry-a junkyard!

No way!

The number Alaric had called was for a junkyard!

Was he planning to sell her car as scrap?

as he leaned in closer, just as Hertha was reeling from her discovery. Snapping back to reality, Hertha lifted her phone to

thankful it smashed into his palm and not his face.

chuckle, "Could you maybe aim somewhere other than the face next time? I mean, come on, this

good-looking, you can do whatever you please! Not only do you bail after hooking up, now you're trying to sell my car! What

her chest heaving with anger as she confronted

responsibility. But you're the one pushing me away," Alaric retorted with an innocent

"Can you not be such a jerk for once? I'm talking about

pointed out, touching his nose as

throat, unable to vent or

guy, discussing such matters in public without

care about his

glancing around to make sure no one was paying attention to them, Hertha's anger subsided a bit. She moved closer to Alaric,

by now," Alaric replied, puzzled, indicating it

my car, what right do you have to sell it?" Hertha spat out

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