The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Chapter 1766



Chapter 1766

The girl's exclamation was both surprised and loud, drawing the attention of Alaric and Hertha, as well as curious glances from everyone around them.

As Alaric and Hertha turned, they saw Georgia, clutching a toddler about two years old, glaring angrily at Alaric.

Alaric barely glanced at the boy before confronting Georgia with an expressionless face, "Who I marry is none of your business!"

"What did you just say, Alaric? Say that again!" Georgia stormed forward, clutching the little boy even tighter.

Georgia was about to invade Alaric's personal space when Hertha couldn't stand by any longer. Alaric was her man now, and she had decided to leave the past behind and embrace their future together. She wasn't going to let any woman get close to him!

Quickly stepping forward, Hertha shielded Alaric, crossed her arms, and stood her ground against Georgia. "We're both free to marry, the law allows it, and so does morality. I won't let anyone mess this up!"

"Move aside, I'll deal with you later!" Georgia shoved Hertha aside, taking two steps towards Alaric and thrusting the child in front of him, her voice laced with frustration and anger, "Alaric, look at him, he has your eyes!"

Over the years, Alaric had grown tired of Georgia's clinginess and her diva attitude.

With a dismissive, even scornful tone, he said, "Move, you're not stopping me and Hertha from getting married."

He walked past Georgia, taking Hertha by the shoulder, and led her back to the registration desk.

The clerk handed them each a form to fill out. Alaric eagerly began to fill his, and Hertha, without hesitation, started writing her information with a black ink pen.

Georgia, feeling ignored, watched as Alaric, holding his paperwork firmly, was determined to marry Hertha. Unable to hold back any longer, she hugged the child closer and tearfully declared, "His name is Alar, he was just added to the family registry. He's your son, Alaric!"

Georgia's voice echoed loudly, drawing curious and entertained glances from everyone around.

Hertha felt as if she was being

pricked by thorns, her hand holding the pen froze in shock as she looked up at Georgia, her breathing erratic and eyes welling up with tears as she stared at Alaric.

Her heart sank as she turned back to Alaric, who was equally shocked disbelievingly staring at Georgia.for a moment before biting back angrily, "Georgia, what madness is this now!"

"I'm not mad, what I'm saying is true. Do you remember that night at the hotel three years ago?" Georgia, tears in her eyes, somehow calmed down, speaking seriously to Alaric.

That night at the hotel three years ago!

Those words pierced Hertha's heart, causing her immense pain and disappointment.

Hertha clenched the pen, her body going cold as she stared at Georgia.

Georgia, holding a toddler and teary-eyed, looked like a woman scorned.

And there she was, about to marry the father of that child. To outsiders, she must look like the other woman, an interloper!

Hertha's heart, just beginning to accept her marriage to Alaric, was shattered once again. She felt like a fool, a laughingstock standing there.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Alaric was petrified, staring at Georgia. Her serious and earnest demeanor made it hard for him to disbelieve, shaking his conviction.

Because that night, three years ago, was a hurdle they could never overcome.


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