The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"You..." His words almost had Hertha cursing him out loud. She shot him an irritated glance before swallowing her anger.

Forget it, she thought. She was driving, and it was her brand new car. The last thing she needed was another fender bender marring its perfection.

"Are you under some kind of misunderstanding about me? How could I possibly be the foolish one? You take the cake, falling over yourself to play the hero for others." Hertha couldn't help but feel a lump in he throat when she thought of Georgia using the threat of a child against Alaric.

Her child, however, was indeed Alaric's, but she would never use their child to manipulate Alaric.

Georgia, on the other hand, had stooped to hiring a child to manipulate Alaric. It was beyond ridiculous.

"Hertha, what are you implying? Could it be that Julian and Helena are yours and Spencer's?" Alaric's face darkened.

"You're not foolish, you're downright dumb!" Hertha was so furious she nearly choked.

had spelled it out for him, he still doubted her instead

man was truly

maze of his own thoughts, genuinely believing Hertha's comment about

steering wheel tightly. In the past, she would have vented

no matter how angry she was, she refrained

turmoil was like a tempest,

Alaric was sullen, his

Hertha parked the car with precision, storming out and heading towards the building. Alaric followed suit, quickening his pace to keep

enveloped in their own chilly aura as they entered the elevator, the tension

first, with Alaric close behind. He knew if she entered the