The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1925

Indeed, a daughter is a father's little sunshine, always the most caring, always the one who knows how to ease his pain.

Alaric finally understood Lysander's bliss. With two daughters, Lysander was blessed with double the warmth, double the affection.

Gently, Alaric told Helena, "Daddy didn't get a shot but took some medicine. A very skilled lady used acupuncture on me and prescribed some herbal remedies, and I started feeling better quite soon."

"Daddy is a superhero; he gets better quickly when he's sick. Not like us, needing shots, taking medicine, and sometimes even using an inhaler." Julian was, after all, a young boy, with a heart that harbored a hero.

And naturally, this hero was none other than their own father.

Alaric looked at Julian and smiled.

Hertha watched the children cluster around Alaric, showering him with love, sticking close to him, clearly having missed him.

She didn't interrupt the interaction between the children and Alaric; instead, she walked over and sat down on a sofa nearby.

At that moment, Kimberly, donning an apron, emerged from the kitchen. She glanced at Alaric, surrounded by the children, and with a stern face, said to Hertha, "Hertha, come help me in the kitchen."

With that, she led the way to the kitchen, and Hertha followed.

Standing in the kitchen, Hertha looked around, seemingly unsure of what help was needed.

"What do you need help with?" she asked.

Kimberly, stirring a pot of soup with a ladle, vented, "Didn't you say you were done with him? Why have you brought him back home?"

The 'him' Kimberly referred to was, of course, Alaric.

Hertha immediately understood; Kimberly's real motive wasn't about needing help in the kitchen but rather to confront her.

"Mom, he's the father of the children, after all. The kids really missed him," Hertha explained.