The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Hertha knew if she kept up her stubbornness, her mom was really going to lose it this time. With her head hanging low, she nodded in agreement.

Seeing her daughter finally facing her true feelings, Kimberly couldn't help but smile. "Exactly! Why stress over it? Some people, some things, you lose them if you overthink it." "Alaric isn't going anywhere after today," Hertha muttered under her breath. How could anything be lost?

"You cheeky girl, still talking back to me?" Kimberly's scolding now came with a hint of affection, the kind only a mother has for her daughter.

Hertha quickly pursed her lips, choosing to remain silent.

Kimberly pulled out a significant document from the drawer and handed it to Hertha. "Go on then, he must be getting anxious waiting outside." Alaric, who had been eagerly watching the door the whole time, sprang to his feet the moment it opened.

Noticing the document in Hertha's hand, a smile spread across his face uncontrollably.

Hertha holding that document meant she had, from the bottom of her heart, agreed to marry him.

At this moment, Alaric was beaming like a kid in a candy store.

he was genuinely

The last thing she wanted was for him to be indifferent; that

You'll have to figure something

cook for him, but you have to cook for me!" Hertha retorted

tried to smooth things over. "Kimberly's been busy with the kids all day; she's tired. And cooking for so many people is

moved closer to Hertha, gently shaking her arm in a mix of a reminder

really didn't want Hertha to

tonight," Kimberly said, pleased with Alaric's reaction. The young

Kimberly headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner

looked at

a mom push her daughter towards a

really

barely able to contain his excitement. He eagerly took Hertha's hand, ready

Hertha and placed it in the glove compartment. He planned to