The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 445

Alaric was a womanizer. But it was his first time being flirted with by a woman.

He felt as if his masculine dignity was crumbling to dust.

Alaric's disdain and prejudice hit Hertha like a sharp needle. She felt a pang in her heart.

But she quickly gathered her composure, lifted her chin and looked him in the eye. She admitted it outright, "Yes, the wildcat is now scratching you with its claws. So what?"

"You..." Alaric, a playboy who had charmed countless women, was left speechless by Hertha's brazenness.

Stewing in his annoyance, he was unable to refute her confidence and candor.

Frustrated, he huffed, "I'm a dream you'll never attain! Go home and sleep; you'll have everything you want in your dreams!"

With that, he stormed off.

He was planning to take the elevator but realized this was a walk-up building with no elevator in sight.

"What a lousy neighborhood? I can’t even find an elevator." He complained.

With that, he quickly headed towards the stairs.

Hertha watched his retreating figure, snorted, and stuck out her tongue.

A dream I'll never attain, huh? Just watch me! She thought.

Inside the apartment.

Thalassa was hiding in the closet when Lysander found her. She was overwhelmed with embarrassment; her head hung low, and she was not knowing what to do with her hands.

Lysander's large hand cupped her chin, lifting her face to meet his gaze. His other hand rested on her slim waist, pulling her closer.