The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"Don't worry about money, it's so pedestrian. There are far more interesting things in this world than money," Alaric said.

Ethan was taken aback. The typically laid-back, affluent playboy, Alaric, uttering such sentimental words was completely out of character.

It was as if he had become a completely different person.

Something must be up.

Ethan asked cautiously, "Dude, are you in some kind of trouble? Just spill it, man. We're brothers; no need to beat around the bush."

Ethan was sure Alaric needed a favor.

Otherwise, why the sudden philosophical musings?

Hearing the seriousness in Ethan's voice, Alaric laughed, "Chill, man, I'm not asking for anything. Just inviting you for some grub."

"Oh? Something good happened? Share the joy, man," Ethan relaxed a bit.

"What else could make me happy? You know the usual," Alaric said nonchalantly.

a woman?" Ethan guessed right away. He knew Alaric's tastes better than Alaric's own

joy to Ethan, but a woman who caught his

"Sort of."

moving fast, huh?" Ethan's voice came

paused, then, with a teasing tone, said, "Ethan, be honest, did you do

mean 'on purpose'? I'm

hooked me up with, making her my neighbor." Alaric didn't hide it, openly admitting that things were indeed progressing with her. Though it wasn't anything official yet, just knowing she and Spencer weren't an

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was both surprised and amazed. "The apartment I got for

faking it, and there was no reason to. It

looked like fate really did bring them together. Ethan randomly assigning apartments and ending

in mysterious ways,

felt even better, his

me tomorrow. A feast," Alaric

to her room, greeted by the sight of her bedspread,