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The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 441

Dressed in a deep navy-blue suit and matching trousers, Alaric was a sight to behold. His white shirt and a blue plaid tie added to his extraordinary demeanor. His hypnotic eyes were enchantingly mischievous, a stark contrast to Lysander's rugged handsomeness.

Behind them, a group of people were busy carrying cameras and microphones. They were unmistakably members of the press.

On seeing them, Hertha's nerves, which had just begun to settle, stretched again. Her smile became tense and awkward. "Mr. Sinclair, welcome. Please, come in," she said, stepping aside to let them in.

Lysander, followed by Alaric, spread his long legs and stepped in. Alaric's inscrutable eyes fixed on Hertha as he passed by. What a pair of enchanting eyes!

His gaze sent a shiver down her spine, causing her heart to race. His enchanting allure, his breathtaking beauty, and his ability to captivate her with a single look – it was all too much.

The reporters followed closely behind; their cameras trained on Lysander.

Once everyone was in, Hertha approached nervously; she noticed that Lysander was taking in the room’s decor. He was staring at a giant panda plushie on the sofa that she had forgotten to put away.

"Mr. Sinclair, Mr. Falconer, please sit," she said, hastily grabbing the plushie and holding it close.

As Alaric took a seat next to Lysander, he surveyed the room and remarked, "The house is not bad for a single mom working and raising her four kids."

Hertha responded with a forced smile, "Yes, I’m glad the kids are well-behaved so I don't have to worry too much."

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