The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Ethan's reply was straightforward: "I'm going home with you."

Lydia frowned, staring at him in disbelief. What was he even talking about?

"Are you short on cab fare?" Lydia asked, pulling out a wad of cash from her pocket. She plucked a bill from the stack and shoved it into Ethan's hand. "Here, take this for the cab. Don't worry about paying me back!" Lydia's actions were smooth and swift. After stuffing the money into Ethan's hand and pocketing the rest, she continued walking.

Ethan, holding the $20 bill she had given him, didn't even glance at it and kept pace beside her. "I've already told you, I'm with you now. If you're going home, of course, I'm coming with you."

Lydia was so exasperated she couldn't even muster the energy to argue. She just kept walking.

Before long, they reached her apartment complex, and the man behind her was still following.

At this rate, he was really going to end up going home with her. This was utterly ridiculous!

Lydia didn't want Ethan to know where she lived. Otherwise, if he started showing up unannounced, she'd never have a moment's peace. She wasn't a fan of being harassed.

Reluctantly, she stopped and turned to glare at him. "So, you'll stop following me if we grab a bite, is that it?"

say that,"

keep her anger in check and

need to take a cab. The restaurant's a bit of a ride away,"

bill in his hand, snatched it back, and stuffed it into her pocket.

lit up with joy as he hurried to

the most bustling area. A

glas's and gleaming with the name

etched above the entrance,

Stood

before them.

a high-end restaurant, catering exclusively to the affluent. The luxurious exterior of the restaurant was a

him.

couldn't fathom why he insisted on having dinner tonight! Showing up for dinner with a

she had never

actions. From getting

to his persistent pursuit, it was as if