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?

some earth-shattering news," Alaric quipped as he leaned in closer, just as Hertha was reeling from her discovery. Snapping

caught the incoming phone, thankful it smashed into his palm and not

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

don't think just because you're 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 does my car have to

heaving with

responsibility. But you're the one pushing me

you not be such a jerk

out, touching his nose as if he was making a valid

stuck in her throat, unable to vent or swallow. She was on the verge

matters in public without a

not care about his reputation,

was paying attention to them, Hertha's anger subsided a bit. She moved closer to Alaric, teeth gritted, "Shut up! Call them back and tell them not to

now," Alaric replied, puzzled, indicating it was too late to call them off

do you have to

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255