The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1787

Hertha was still shaken, her heart pounding in her chest.

How could she survive if the kids were really gone?

Alaric, that unreliable man, why couldn't he ever get his act together?

He had the audacity to take the kids away without telling anyone, clearly trying to upset her.

“Ouch, ouch, Hertha, let go...” Alaric winced as he stood up from his chair, hunched over in pain, his face contorted as he pleaded with Hertha.

Hertha had a grip on his ear just like his mother used to do.

Hertha didn't immediately let go, instead, she huffed, “Think you'll do that again?”

“Never, never, just let go. Everyone's watching, don't I get any dignity?” Alaric glanced around at the onlookers enjoying the show, feeling even more embarrassed.

“You sneak off with the kids, not caring if my mom and I are dead or alive, and you're worried about your dignity!” The more Hertha thought about it, the tighter she twisted his ear.

“Ahhh...” Alaric grimaced in pain.

Kimberly was coming back from a KFC run when she saw Hertha, one hand on her hip, the other twisting Alaric's ear while he bent over, neck stretched, offering no resistance.

The bystanders were all chuckling at the scene.

Kimberly hurried over, pulling Hertha away, “Hertha, let him go...”

Hertha released her grip and turned to see it was her mother, saying with a pout, “Mom, he...”