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"?!

and forth between Alaric and the restaurant, her astonishment growing. "What the heck

Starhaven for many years and had no idea

playing on his lips. Even this simple gesture was enough to send hearts racing. Hertha swallowed hard, her

know the effect his

quickly turned her head away, refusing to

Anyway, since we're here, let's go in," Hertha said, trying

menu surprisingly

his phone and

her gaze to meet his, Hertha asked with a hint of playfulness, "Is this your way of

just realized? After

bush, we've never had a proper date. Tonight's our last night of being single, so why not make it a night to remember?"

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