The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

But when Hertha forced Georgia to reveal the truth, his tense nerves completely relaxed.

"You, you all teamed up to bully me! I'm going to tell my parents, and you're going to regret it!" Georgia fumed, tears brimming in her eyes.

Hertha grabbed her by the throat, pinning her against the wall, a look of furious rage on her face: "What else can you do besides tattling? Speak up or I swear, I'll choke the life out of you right now!"

Georgia was just a stereotypical airhead - all looks and no brains, not to mention physically weak. As frail as a leaf in the wind, who could she possibly stand up to? If it weren't for her family's status, her arrogant and disdainful nature would have probably gotten her a good thrashing long ago.

Hertha used to be overweight, but her weight loss wasn't just through dieting; it was paired with exercise. Even after slimming down, her frame was strong, muscles coiled and ready, clearly powerful. She held Georgia's neck like she was wringing a chicken, effortlessly.

clueless. Against someone like Hertha, who didn't fear their

me go, and I'll tell you

to her senses, Hertha

as meek as a declawed kitten, rubbing her sore neck, head bowed, saying, "Three years ago, le did intend to get intimate with Alaric, but just as I was about to

looked at Alaric with frustration and a hint of grievance. Had it not been for the police's unexpected inspection of the hotel that night, she wouldn't have missed her chance to truly

forever, never to be voiced. But she couldn't

Alaric had already finished. I was so angry, shaking all over, but I couldn't just give up, so I had no choice but to lie down next to Alaric, pretending that it was me who had