The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

The host had just thrown a curveball at Spencer, asking if his decision to marry Emmeline was truly a matter of the heart.

There was a momentary pause, a beat too long, as Spencer's gaze swept over the crowd before settling back on the host to deliver his answer.

Prompted by a remark from a lady in the crowd, Spencer had locked eyes with Hertha as he spoke, and that was the moment Emmeline's heart sank with realization. It dawned on her that Spencer's affections were truly for Hertha; he had never let her go.

This realization pierced Emmeline like a thorn, refusing to leave her in peace. All she wanted now was clarity: Did Spencer truly love her, or was it Hertha all along?

fearing he might slip up and give the wrong answer again. Hertha understood the gravity of the situation for Emmeline. She knew that just one wrong move, one slip,

even a small detail that hinted at his true

love you. It's you I want to marry," Spencer finally said, his

gaze, earnest and gentle, was fixed solely on Emmeline, his demeanor radiating focus and sincerity. In that moment, it was as

depth of his feelings, he gently grasped her shoulders, repeating his vow, love you. It's because love you that I want to marry you. You're the only one in my heart. If I'm lying, may lightning strike me down..." As he raised three fingers to the sky in a pledge, Emmeline quickly silenced him with two fingers pressed against his

mix of fear and hope, looked up at Spencer. Emmeline, shorter in stature, had to look up to meet his gaze, her eyes brimming with. empathy. "Don't make such a harsh vow, believe you," she whispered. Though

voice as soothing as a lullaby, "Alright, no vows, but my