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.

guessed right away. He knew Alaric's

might not always bring joy to Ethan, but a woman who caught

"Sort of."

huh?" Ethan's voice came

was pouring a drink and paused, then, with a teasing

you mean 'on purpose'?

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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are you saying?" Ethan was both surprised and amazed. "The apartment

could tell from his surprised tone that Ethan wasn't faking it, and there was no reason to. It seemed

bring them together. Ethan randomly assigning apartments and ending up

works in

better,

lunch is on me tomorrow. A feast," Alaric ended the

settling her emotions, she returned to her room, greeted by the sight of her bedspread, duvet, and