The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"I don't feel like talking," Hertha said, her voice flat and devoid of emotion.

"Then just tell me what you want to eat. That's the last thing you'll have to say," Alaric nudged.

"Whatever," Hertha replied, clearly not interested.

"Alright, 'Whatever' it is then," Alaric played along.

Hertha was too absorbed in the passing scenery outside the window to pay attention to Alaric's words.

Soon, the car stopped, and Alaric got out, walked around to the passenger side, and opened the door for Hertha, his hand guarding her head to prevent any accidental bumps a perfect gentleman. "We're here, so what's it gonna be?" Hertha asked, curious.

Alaric pointed behind her.

Turning around, Hertha saw a restaurant sign that read "Whatever." The name gave no clue about the type of place it was, though a menu board by the entrance listed various dishes. A restaurant named "Whatever"?!

between Alaric and the restaurant,

lived in Starhaven for many years and had

mischievous smile playing on his lips. Even this simple gesture was enough to send hearts racing. Hertha swallowed hard, her heart skipping a beat at the

the effect his good looks had

composure, Hertha quickly turned her head away, refusing to let

I didn't care what we ate, but you knew that. Anyway,

restaurant's menu surprisingly

out his phone and asked Hertha what

hint of playfulness, "Is this your way of asking me on a

realized? After all this

of being single, so why not make it a night to remember?" Alari cleaned in closer,

romantic with a lot of women?" Instead of being flattered by his words,