"What consequences?" Hertha uttered in disbelief. She'd never heard Alaric use such harsh language before.
Thalassa looked at her, eyes wide with shock and curiosity, a clear look of intrigue on her face.
Maybe there was already something between Hertha and Alaric?
Hertha glanced at Thalassa in surprise, understanding the meaning behind her curious gaze in a heartbeat.
If this gossip were true, Hertha would be dying to take responsibility for Alaric.
"Alright, I'll take responsibility. I'm all yours. Come find me, and I'll give my heart to you." Hertha blurted out, her face flushing a deep red.
"Pfft!" Thalassa, who had been sipping water, spewed a mouthful in surprise.
"What the hell are you talking about? Dream on! Last time you told me it wasn't Thalassa locked in the room, but Debby. That’s why I helped you distract the bodyguards. But it was Thalassa. Now Lysander wants to have a 'little chat' with me. I can't escape this punishment. You need to make up for this, got it?" Alaric promptly pulled Hertha back from her daydream.
Hertha opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but guilt kept her silent.
Indeed, she had deceived Alaric last time.
She had been desperate to help, hence the lie. Otherwise, Alaric wouldn't have assisted her.
She had messed it up so she should take responsibility.
Just a moment ago, Thalassa had described how terrifying Lysander could be. The next moment, Alaric informed her that Lysander wanted to 'chat' with him, and punishment was inevitable.
This punishment would definitely be severe.
Hertha felt increasingly guilty. She blinked and asked, "What do you want in return?"
"Your daughter, Elowen won the gourmet competition, right?" Alaric asked abruptly.
Hertha was taken aback. She held the phone and told Thalassa beside her, "Alaric is talking about Elowen."
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