The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha's eyes widened in disbelief as she blurted out, "Alaric!" What was he doing here?

The woman who had just falsely accused Hertha of having children with Spencer sneered at Alaric's arrival. "What, did Hertha hire you as some sort of handsome distraction? How much is she paying you for this act?"

Confident in the gossip she had gathered over the years, the woman was certain of her accusations. She couldn't fathom any other truth. After all, her knack for sifting through rumors and uncovering 'facts' had never led her astray before.

In her mind, there was no question about the paternity of Hertha's children they were Spencer's.

As Alaric walked forward, he raised an eyebrow at the woman. "And who exactly are you? Why should I explain myself to someone like you?"

scene unfold. She swallowed her anger and scoffed, "What did you say? That I'm randomly assigning fathers to her children? No amount of your acting fee will change the fact that Hertha's kids are Spencer's. If you don't believe

you. How could you possibly know more about my children than I do? Were you there when

boldness, the woman's confidence waned. It was true-matters of such a personal nature were known

decided it was time to leave. But Hertha stopped him. "Please, don't go. Spencer trulydoves Emmeline. You can't let baseless gossip ruin

loves Emmeline and not you?" Emmeline's father asked

yet playing a role

me, isn't