The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Ethan gingerly touched his throbbing eye, wincing at the sharp pain that greeted his fingertips. "Damn, she really packs a punch," he muttered to himself.

"Who told you to catch me? Where did you think you were touching just now?" Lydia's voice rose, her chest heaving with anger.

The thought of being touched in places no one had dared to before, especially by a man, filled her with indignation and a sense of violation. The idea alone made her blood boil, her thoughts racing with visions of retribution.

Hearing her, Ethan's mind raced back to the moment of contact, the unique sensation making him suddenly sheepish. "It was all so chaotic, I... I wasn't really thinking..."

"Not the truth, huh?"

"Ow!" Another punch landed in Ethan's gut, eliciting a pained yelp from him.

Struggling to lift his gaze, he saw Lydia's fist raised again, this time aimed at his face. Panic set in, and Ethan braced for impact, shutting his eyes tight.

But instead of pain, the sound of a ringing phone halted Lydia's wrathful arm mid-air.

fierce glare, Lydia withdrew her fist and fished her phone from her

voice was laced with barely

friend's sick and he needs your help. Did he make it there?" Thalassa's voice came through the phone, concerned

darting to Ethan still kneeling before her. "Was it you who was sent by

"Yes, it's me. Thalassa

up!" Lydia snapped at him, her

Thalassa had sent him, his earlier

with you?" Thalassa's voice broke

here, I've got it from here," Lydia replied curtly,

cold stare, she turned to Ethan, "So, how