The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1983

Among all the women he had encountered - the tender and beautiful, the intellectual and elegant, the sexy and fiery - Alaric had seen them all, and they had all, in their turns, entangled him in their affairs. But why on earth did his heart beat for Hertha, the fiery lioness?

Ah, love, that enigma, was truly hard to pin down. Shaking his head, Alaric walked over to the couch, sat down, and turned on the TV to pass the time.

Locked out, Hertha exhaled angrily, gritting her teeth as she muttered, "I've never seen such a blockhead! How could I have been so blindly devoted to him?"

She had made it blatantly obvious, yet Alaric still hadn't started to doubt Georgia's child. Worse, he had started to question if Hertha's child was his own!

Hertha was truly on the verge of exploding in anger! She really wanted to give Alaric a good thrashing, but even that seemed insufficient to vent her frustration. Returning home, Hertha took a shower, which only slightly eased her annoyance.

Alaric, meanwhile, watched TV aimlessly. Although his eyes were on the screen, his thoughts were elsewhere. He hadn't been thinking of anything in particular, just letting his mind wander.

Suddenly, as if struck by a revelation, a thought crossed his mind! He had been lounging on the couch, but after a flash of insight, he quickly sat upright. Damn, could it be? Hertha's mocking remark about him eagerly playing daddy... Could it really be referring to Georgia's child?