The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Thalassa was shocked to see Lysander in the car.

Alaric went to the Sinclair Group to pick up Lysander?

Lysander’s face was cold, and his eyes were deep. “Alaric, your driving skills still need some work.” He

said.

His words put the blame squarely on Alaric, echoing what Thalassa had said about his lack of driving

skills.

Alaric just laughed and nodded. “Yeah, my driving sucks. It’s all on me. Miss, let’s talk about

compensation.” He told Hertha.

His smile was as carefree as ever.

Lysander was right. His driving was lousy. If Lysander had been driving, he wouldn’t have crashed,

even if he had to brake suddenly

Hertha’s body went limp when she heard his voice. She stared at him, too stunned to move

Thalassa turned around to see that Hertha was still staring at Alaric. She was so disappointed in her.

She nudged her gently. “Hertha, Alaric is talking to

you”

Hertha snapped back to reality. She was suddenly full of energy and rushed to the car window. “No

need for compensation. It’s not a big deal. You guys can go.” She babbled to Alaric.

Thalassa rubbed her forehead, wondering where Hertha’s common sense had gone.

Alaric chuckled. That’s not how it works. We have to follow traffic rules. I’m a man of principles. If you’re

really busy right now, let’s exchange contact info, and I’ll transfer you the money.” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Hertha’s heart pounded like a jackhammer. She pulled out her phone, but she was so excited that she

dropped it.

She quickly picked it up, but her fingers were still trembling slightly.

Alaric saved her contact info and started to close the car window, saying, “Miss, could you step back? I

need to back up”

“Oh, sure.” Hertha quickly stepped back.

The silver car backed up and then drove away, leaving Thalassa in a cloud of exhaust.

She was a bit annoyed.

Rich people were so arrogant. They hit someone’s car, and while the other car was wrecked, theirs

didn’t even have a scratch.

Hertha watched the silver Porsche drive away, then excitedly hugged her phone and started

screaming, “Oh my god, he saved my number!”

She turned and hugged Thalassa, jumping up and down in excitement. “Thalassa, he saved my

number again! This is so great!”

Thalassa smiled, “As long as you’l

ire happy”

At first, she wanted to warn Hertha about Alaric’s style so she could make an informed decision.

But if Hertha knew all about Alaric and still liked him and wanted to chase after him, Thalassa wouldn’t

say a word.

They were all adults. They knew what they were doing.

Even if Hertha ended up getting hurt, at least she’d have no regrets.

And who knew, maybe Hertha would succeed?

Who could say anything definite about love?

“Honk! Honk!”

“Why are you still parked there? Move it!”

Cars drivers behind them started honking as they grew impatient.

Hertha immediately stopped jumping around, quickly let go of Thalassa, got back into the car, and

moved it to the side.

“The car can still be driven, let’s get it to the car repair shop.” Hertha said, seemingly back to her

sensible self.