The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Alaric held the phone high above his head, just out of Hertha's reach. Seeing the frustration on her face, Alaric remained cool as a cucumber, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "Chill out, will you? Just stand back and let me handle this."

"Stand back? Alaric, have you lost your mind?" Hertha couldn't believe her ears. It was her car and her mess to deal with. What did he mean by telling her to stand back?

Alaric ignored her for a moment, pulling out his own phone to make a call. "Yeah, it's down by Dream Street. Hurry up, we need this car towed."

Once the call ended, Hertha scoffed, "Wow, I thought you had some master plan. But you just called a tow truck, didn't you?"

Alaric's smile widened, "Well, the tow service I called is not quite the same as the one you'd call."

Hertha's curiosity was piqued. "How so?"

tow service. The one I called?

guard, managed to catch her phone just in time. That could have ended in a

turned to skepticism as she eyed Alaric, "What kind of service did you call that

only it were that easy!" she

about that. We're hailing a cab to Royal Estates," Alaric said with a playful smirk, gesturing for her to follow him to the roadside. Hertha was utterly baffled but followed, calling out,

to do,"

up at him, "Seriously, what service did you call? I've never heard of such a thing where they tow your car, don't charge you, and then

for the money," Alaric teased, clearly enjoying holding back the

withheld details, the more Hertha's curiosity grew. "No way, you have to

no," Alaric responded, his own amusement

curious brought a genuine smile to Alaric's face. It had been a while since he'd