The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet



Hertha had already let go of all her grievances and was feeling cheerful. Her mood was further lifted when Danny called her a beautiful lady.

Feeling good, she was more than willing to cooperate. With a smile, she nodded and followed Danny into the makeup room. Danny's makeup skills were nothing short of miraculous, finishing up in just ten minutes and leaving her looking naturally elegant and perfect. Hertha's tired, bare face was transformed under Danny's expert hands, instantly revitalizing her into a bright-eyed, playful beauty.

When Alaric saw her after the makeup, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "You're absolutely stunning, the most beautiful bride today." Saying so, he crooked his arm, smiling in anticipation for Hertha.

Understanding his gesture, she stepped forward and hooked her arm through his, and they left the beauty salon close and joyful. Alaric drove quickly, and soon they arrived at the city hall. Even though Alaric had saved as much time as possible, it was already half-past eleven when they got to the city hall.

Several couples were already in line ahead of them. Alaric, holding Hertha's hand, quickly walked to join the queue behind them, as if afraid that even a second's delay would set them back. Now standing in line, Alaric looked ahead worriedly at the three couples in front of them, with only half an hour left before the civil servants were due to finish for the day. He was anxious, but there was nothing to do but wait.

Hertha could feel his palm sweating, making both their hands sticky. Looking up at Alaric, she saw his face was tense. She couldn't help but smile. "Don't worry so much. If we don't make it this morning, there's always the afternoon, right?"

"Getting the license sooner rather than later is always better. What if something else comes up?" Alaric didn't hide his genuine concern.

Hertha didn't pursue the topic further but glanced at the two registration books in his hand. "You've been keeping your registration book in the car?"Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

After leaving her place yesterday,

they had gone straight downstairs to find a restaurant, without Alaric returning home. Yet this morning, be had promptly shown up at the city hall with both registration books in hand. Her mother had given her the registration book yesterday afternoon, and Alaric had insisted on keeping it in his car. And Alaric's registration book must have always been in his vehicle.

"Of course. Ever since we missed our chance to register that one time, I've kept the registration book in the car. Always ready for the next time we'd come together to register." Alaric leaned closer to Hertha, hiş voice filled with a mix of pride and a hint of sorrow. It was a hassle to get his registration book out of his house, and if he returned it, he might not be able to get it out again. Moreover, he was always prepared to come with Hertha to register at any moment. Keeping the registration book handy meant they could head to the city hall whenever they wanted.

Despite the distance and hurdles between him and Hertha, Alaric never gave up on the idea of being together with her. Listening to Alaric's words, Hertha felt a tug at her heart, a bittersweet sensation.

"Don't worry, this time, we'll definitely make it," Hertha reassured him.