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 chuck it at him, each word seething through clenched

into his palm and not his face. Had he not anticipated

"Could you maybe aim somewhere other than the face next time? I mean, come on, this handsome mug of mine

Not only do you bail after hooking up, now you're trying to sell my car! What does

heaving with

you're the one pushing

out of her ears, "Can you not be such a jerk

touching his nose as if he was making

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

guy, discussing such matters in

might not care about his reputation,

anger subsided a bit. She moved closer to Alaric, teeth gritted, "Shut

puzzled, indicating it was too

right do you have to

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