The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Hertha gave a vague answer and turned to leave.

"Why are you so determined to hide them? Afraid I'll take the kids?" Alaric didn't follow her, instead standing his ground.

A chill ran down Hertha's spine, her heart skipped a beat, and she abruptly stopped.

She could run, she could deny it, but Alaric's question hit a nerve, like stepping on her tail.

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Her instinct to flee was firmly suppressed, forcing her to face reality.

Her grip on the two children tightened, her breathing grew heavy. She gritted her teeth, turned around, and said with seriousness and caution, "I told you, they're not yours!" "I just found one of Helena's hairs on you, do I need to get a DNA test?" Alaric lifted his left hand, pinching a fine hair between his finger and thumb.

At a glance, it wasn't clear, but upon closer inspection, it was indeed a hair. Hertha's own hair was still growing back, covered by a teal wig.

But the hair in Alaric's hand was black and long! It couldn't be anyone's but Helena's.

Hertha's last bit of resistance crumbled. Angrily she retorted, "Alaric, I will never let you take the children!" Seeing her tense, Alaric understood her feelings. He calmly said, "Don't worry, I'm not here to take the kids. You've raised them; I know you can't be apart from them." Alaric understood Hertha's fears. Hertha was Thalassa's best friend, and she had witnessed firsthand how devastated Thalassa was when the Sinclair family took her child. Hertha was terrified of feeling the sloneliness and pain as Thalassa, so she hid the children from him.

Because he understood her, he couldn't bear to see her upset.

Alaric's attitude slightly eased Hertha's tension.

He noticed her arms, holding the two children, were trembling slightly.

The kids were over two years old; holding one was a struggle, let alone two for so long. She must have been at her limit.

Alaric stepped forward, offering to take one child.

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Hertha, wary, dodged, "What are you doing? You just said you weren't going to take them!" Alaric looked at her earnestly, "Don't be so yourense. I'm just trying to I belongs to en.sw Look at your arms, trembling. Don't they Don't they ache?" Hertha didn't reply, her arms indeed sore.

"Relax, let's sit down and talk this out." Alaric took Helena into his arms.

The little one was soft, like a doughnut, and up close, she smelled $ faintly of milk, asdent so comforting it brought out a strong protective instinct in him. This was Alaric's first tholding such a that.

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Helena placed her tiny hand on Alaric's shoulder, her eyes bright with curiosity and joy as she stared at him.

Alaric's heart melted. He couldn't resist pinching her chubby little m chubby little m cheeks, "Don't be scared, I'm not the bad guy. I'm your dad."

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