The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1991

In the neighborhood, there was hardly a secret or a strange occurrence that Mrs. Thompson couldn't sniff out with ease. And more often than not, she had a knack for spinning tales out of thin air, based on little more than idle observations.

Coincidentally, Mrs. Thompson's daughter lived in the same block as Hertha and Spencer, which meant she often bumped into them. Once, she saw Spencer lugging a bunch of grocery bags, heading to the same floor with Hertha. If they weren't living together, what was their deal?

Plus, Mrs. Thompson had seen Hertha at the playground with a child more times than she could count. Digging around, she discovered Hertha wasn't married. A single woman with a child? The gears in Mrs. Thompson's mind started turning, and she came to a bold conclusion: That child had to be Spencer's! The thought process of the youth these days, wanting kids without the bonds of marriage, baffled her!

Mrs. Thompson was the first to bring this gossip to someone else's wedding, voicing it out loud and without a shred of doubt. She was the first in history to do so. Emmeline and her father were on the brink of giving Spencer the benefit of the doubt, but Mrs. Thompson's words reignited their fury. Emmeline's father gave Spencer a withering look, grabbing Emmeline to leave.

That's when Hertha couldn't stand by silently any longer. She stepped forward, calling out to Emmeline, "Don't go! Don't listen to that woman's nonsense! Spencer and I have nothing going on!"

"Oh really? But wasn't it a fact that you two were nearly engaged three years ago?" Mrs. Thompson was convinced her deductions were accurate.

"It was me who refused to marry Spencer because I didn't have feelings for him. I didn't want to hold him back," Hertha responded sincerely to Mrs. Thompson's skepticism.

"And yet, you both end up in the same neighborhood?" Mrs. Thompson refused to believe her calculations were off.

"That was purely coincidental. I had no idea Spencer lived there when I bought my place," Hertha countered smoothly. Spencer had finally found someone he wanted to marry, and Hertha didn't want to be the reason his happiness was ruined.

"Ha, you might find excuses for everything else, but what about the kids? Spencer must be their father. If he's not, I'll livestream myself eating dog food!" Mrs. Thompson declared with confidence. She had been watching Hertha and Spencer for years, convinced she had figured them out.

"Well, let me tell you, the children's father is not Spencer," Hertha said earnestly.

"Still lying, huh? Then tell us, who is their father? If you can name a man today, I'll go ahead with that livestream challenge!" Mrs. Thompson challenged her.

"Let's see who's trying to pin a father on my children," a man's voice, playful and slightly mocking, said as he entered through the hotel's main door, instantly grabbing everyone's attention.