The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 1435

Dr. Funke couldn’t resist the charm of a good toast, so he lifted his glass to clink with Alaric’s, and together they drained their drinks to the last drop.

Alaric had the gift of gab, and as he shared drinks with Dr. Funke, he spun tales that made the doctor’s heart swell with joy.

As the dinner was about to be over, and with Dr. Funke evidently in high spirits, Alaric decided it was time to broach the day’s most pressing matter.

“Dr. Funke, your humanitarian spirit is known far and wide. You can’t stand by and watch a patient suffer, can you?” Alaric’s eyes shimmered with a drunken mirth as he looked at Dr. Funke.

Despite his rosy cheeks, Dr. Funke’s mind remained clear. Sensing the underlying message in Alaric’s words, he replied, “Mr. Falconer, if there’s something on your mind, I’m glad to listen.”

“Well, I’ll be straight to the point then,” Alaric said, his typically roguish gaze turning earnest and serious. “I have a friend, Lysander, who had an accident three years ago. Took a nasty hit to the head and has been in a coma ever since. Dr. Funke, you’re known for your miraculous acupuncture skills. Could you, perhaps, treat him?”

came to healing. He only treated

connection with. With so much suffering in the world, it was impossible

agree to treat Lysander hinged entirely on

the evening’s revelries had reached their peak before bringing up his request, hoping to maximize the chances

man those two women were inquiring about

father of one of the women’s four children but also

waiting to see what comes of it. Perhaps you should leave this matter to me, Mr. Falconer,” Dr. Funke said with a hint of longing, rising to

clarity at Dr.

interested in Hertha?

quickly followed, trying to catch up

barely taken a few steps when he bumped into Dr. Funke’s back, forcing