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The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Hertha was utterly aggrieved. Not only had she lost her virginity, but now she was being looked down

upon and labeled as a gold digger.

After her night with Alaric, she had genuinely believed they could confront the Falconer clan, that their

staged romance might turn into a real one, and there could be a real future

with him.

But then Angelina dropped a bombshell: Hertha was nothing but a means for Beatrice and Remington

to secure an heir for Alaric.

To make her willingly bear Alaric’s child, Remington had shamelessly lied about offering a whopping

half a billion to break off Alaric’s engagement to Georgia. They even plied them with that potent tonic,

which after drinking, set them ablaze with desire.

One dose wasn’t enough, Beatrice personally delivered another batch of that concoction, fearing that

Hertha and Alaric wouldn’t get intimate.

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The stark reality of the situation made it impossible for Hertha to doubt the truth in Angelina’s words.

Moreover, wasn’t Alaric at the restaurant today, discussing wedding dates with Georgia? This all but

confirmed that Remington’s words were just a ruse, and the engagement between Alaric and Georgia

was far from being called off.

Devastated after leaving the Falconer estate, Hertha felt as if she’d been chewed up and spat out. In a

fit of retail revenge, she stormed the mall, indulging in designer handbags and shoes.

A staggering half a million dollars spent on just two items.

Later, staring at the designer loot, she did regret the impulsive spree. She wasn’t one to chase after

labels; that day, her spending spree was purely to spite Alaric.

But what was done was done. Hertha decided to let it go.

Yet Alaric used this as ammunition to mock her, which set her off like a cat with its tail stepped on, her

fury unleashed as she lashed back with some choice words.

With a huff, Hertha turned on her heel and left, leaving Alaric with a grimace etched on his face as he

watched her retreating figure.

His jaw clenched, muscles taut, he glared at her departure with a brooding intensity.

As she rounded a corner and vanished from his sight, Alaric found himself impulsively following her.

He rounded the wall to find Hertha at the checkout, finalizing her purchase.

Seeing her there, alone at the register, a throbbing pulse hammered at Alaric’s temple, the

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onset of a headache fueled by anger.

It seemed Hertha’s words weren’t just spoken in the heat of the moment, they were her

truth.

She approached him, seemingly only for the money, while with Spencer, it was genuine affection-she

wouldn’t even let Spencer pay for a meal.

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Yet she took for granted the Falconer family’s two million, spending a cool half a million without batting

an eye.

For those she didn’t care for, she spent tens of thousands without a second thought, but for someone

she liked, she wouldn’t even let them spring for dinner.

Alaric’s breathing grew heavy with rage. That night, he had intended to fight for a chance with Hertha,

and to stand up to his family for her.

After all, he had taken her virginity, and it was he who had initiated their intimacy.

Although he had been involved with many women, only seeking temporary pleasure, he rarely took the

initiative to bed them-it was they who would seduce him, scheming to get

him between the sheets, and none of them were virgins.

Those fleeting encounters were nothing more than satisfying carnal needs.

He had never been serious, except with Hertha-he wanted to be sincere just this once. and to fight for a

genuine relationship with her.

But his one attempt at earnestness had been played for a fool.

The anger within Alaric spread through his entire being, his breaths ragged, his chest heaving with

each turbulent emotion.