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?

from her discovery. Snapping

not his

face next time? I mean, come on, this

exactly your face I was aiming for! Alaric, 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

was fuming, her chest heaving with anger as she

said I wouldn't take responsibility. But you're the one pushing me away," Alaric

coming out of her ears, "Can you not be such a jerk for once? I'm talking about my

out, touching his nose as if

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

matters in public without a shred

about his reputation, but she

one was paying attention to them, Hertha's anger subsided a bit. She moved closer to Alaric, teeth gritted, "Shut

Alaric replied, puzzled, indicating it was

what right do you have to sell it?"

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