The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Hertha was at her wit's end, giving Kimberly a look that was loaded with discomfort. "Mom, please, just hear me out before you jump to conclusions." "Alright, let's hear it then. I'm curious about what excuse you've conjured up this time," Kimberly said, her face dropping into a look of expectancy as she stared down Hertha.

Truth be told, Hertha and Alaric hadn't returned yet, and Kimberly had a hunch, which is why she had asked Hertha for the marriage certificate, clinging onto a sliver of hope.

But now, seeing Hertha's helpless expression, Kimberly's fleeting hope vanished into thin air.

Her daughter had returned alone, not with Alaric. Clearly, there was a significant issue.

Knowing she could no longer hide the truth, Hertha glanced at her father standing sternly behind Kimberly, waiting for her to continue.

With a heavy sigh, Hertha said, "Alaric... he's had a child with another woman..."

"What!" Kimberly gasped, her eyes widening in shock, her whole body freezing.

She knew there was a problem but hadn't imagined it to be this severe.

That scoundrel Alaric, to have a child with another woman and then claim he wanted to provide a complete family for his and Hertha's child? Ridiculous!

"That bastard, I swear, when I see him, he's going to be picking his teeth up off the floor!" Ashton was livid, pounding his fist on the table in anger. Before Hertha could explain, he had thought maybe his daughter was just being stubborn.

But it turned out, she'd run into a real jerk!

"Oh, my stars, what are we going to do now?" Kimberly, coming back to her senses, found it hard to accept the reality and slumped into a nearby dining chair.

"Mommy!" At that moment, Julian and Helena, who had been playing in the toy room, burst through the door, scurrying over with their little legs, calling out with their tender voices.

The two little darlings, hugging

Hertha's legs, looked up at her with their big, innocent eyes. Helena, with

her chubby little face, asked in a soft voice, "Mommy, why didn't daddy come back with you?"

Helena peeked around Hertha, looking for Alaric, and her bright, hopeful eyes immediately clouded with disappointment.

Julian, initially wanting to ask the same question, chose not to upon hearing his sister's inquiry. He looked up and said, "Mommy,

was so yummy, we had a bowl already. There's still some left in the pot, you and daddy should have some too." NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Grandma's Mac and Cheese

Hearing the thoughtful words from her son warned Hertha's heart. She knelt down to their level, gently touching their soft cheeks, fighting back tears as she said, "Alright mommy will have some of Grandma's Mac and Cheese later. It's my favorite too."

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"What about daddy? Won't he have some with you?" Helena tilted her head, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Despite only meeting their father a few times, Helena's attachment to him was deep.

Hertha, trying to keep the mood light, rubbed Helena's head and said, "Daddy has some very important work to do and won't be able to join us today."

It's often said that daughters are their father's little angels, and it seemed to hold true in this case.

Helena had only met Alaric a few times, yet her every question was about him.

If Alaric heard this, he'd probably be over the moon with pride.

"When will daddy be able to come then?" Helena persisted with her questions.