The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"What did you just say? You're giving me money?" Lydia burst out laughing as if she'd just heard the funniest joke ever.

At first, she was just angry, but now it was a mix of anger and hilarity.

This guy must have come here just to insult her!

With a chuckle, Lydia grabbed his arm, hoisted him up, and with a swift move reminiscent of a wrestling throw, slammed him onto the ground. "Ouch!" Ethan, a grown man, was yanked up by Lydia and thrown down, sprawling awkwardly on the floor.

He lay there groaning as if he was about to fall apart, every bone in his body crying out in agony.

"How much do you reckon your hospital bill's gonna be?" Lydia stood over Ethan, looking down at him with a mix of curiosity and disdain.

Ethan, writhing in pain, couldn't muster a single word.

Lydia nudged him with her foot, "Hey, get up."

Ethan gasped in pain. Just when he thought his body couldn't hurt any more, this woman gave him another nudge, making him fear his bones were cracking. He had come to see if Lydia was as fierce as the legends said, and boy, did she exceed those tales.

He truly regretted coming here now.

up," Lydia nudged him again

time, though she didn't kick him, just the nudge made his body convulse

rolling back,

was off, quickly crouching down to check his breathing. Thankfully, he

guy really that fragile? Just a few hits and he's

lightly, "Hey, wake

But Ethan remained motionless.

ear, hoping the pain

seriously ill?"

seriously ill? Panic set in, and Lydia quickly hoisted Ethan off the ground, carrying him to the infirmary. Laying him on the hospital bed, Lydia began to administer treatment with a

his skin, Ethan sat up like a

are you doing, playing

widened in fear, "What are you doing?

saving you," Lydia