The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 761

Hertha couldn't believe what was happening.

Holy smoke!

That man literally dared to take advantage of her. Was he trying to cut his own family line?

She moved back quickly, preparing to send him flying with a swift kick.

Just as she was about to strike, to her surprise, the greasy hand was seized by a slender one.

"Zane, you're drunk and there are cameras everywhere. Anything you do will be clear as day when the cops show up. Do you really want to land yourself in jail?" The cool, casual, and devilishly charming voice rang out.

Hertha turned to see a man in crisp white shirt and black trousers. He was lean, handsome, and carrying a captivating allure. His eyes, sharp and appealing as a fox's, were an enchanting sight.

It was Alaric Falconer!

His seemingly casual words carried an oppressive weight.

Seeing a newcomer intercept Zane's wandering hand, Thalassa, who had been about to step in, stopped in her tracks.

Just as Zane was about to rage, his gaze fell onto Alaric, the heir of the Falconer group. His belligerent demeanor changed all of a sudden.

He nodded obsequiously and kept responding, "Yes, yes, you're right. I'm drunk so I don't know what I'm doing. I almost made a big mistake, Ms. Kensington. I apologize. Did I hurt you?"

Zane even offered Hertha a humble apology as he spoke.

"It's fine, Zane. You should keep your word. You said if I got you drunk, you'd sign the contract." Hertha's face fell cold.

Zane had just admitted to being drunk. There was no escaping his promise now.