The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Thalassa, standing to the side, overheard Dr. Funke's phone conversation with someone from Royal Estates, requesting his services to treat Lysander's legs. Without hesitation, Dr. Funke declined. After hanging up, Dr. Funke tossed his phone aside with a scoff, muttering, "All they care about is money!"

Thalassa knew Dr. Funke was irate because Royal Estates had tried to lure him with cash to treat Lysander's legs. Using money to seek medical help is the norm, a standard practice in seeking a doctor's services. But Dr. Funke was different. He wasn't someone who could be swayed by financial incentives. His decision to treat someone never hinged on the amount of money offered. Take, for instance, how he treated Astrid without once mentioning fees, purely out of goodwill.

Astrid, understanding that Dr. Funke had refused to treat Lysander, couldn't help but lean towards Lysander's side, considering he was a father of four. Her worried glance met Thalassa's, both sharing a moment of concern. Astrid realized Thalassa was also worried about Lysander and turned to Dr. Funke, starting to say, "Samuel, maybe we could..."

Astrid shot Thalassa a puzzled look, seeing her serious profile. Thalassa had interrupted Astrid's plea, taking it upon herself to ask Dr.

strain their budding relationship. In a fragile partnership where one party is already

always preferred to shoulder burdens herself rather than inconvenience others. When would Thalassa ever learn to think of herself first? Astrid felt a mix of heartache and

was clear what was being asked without needing to spell it out. "Yes, conventiona medicine has little to offer for Lysander's condition. I was hoping