The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

David caught sight of Lydia and Ethan, pausing mid-stride with a raised brow. "Dr. Lydia, what a coincidence! Mr. Ethan, taking Dr. Lydia out for dinner?"

Previously, Lydia had been Lysander's primary physician, often summoned by David to the Royal Estates for consultations. Over time, David and Lydia had grown quite acquainted due to these visits. And Ethan? Well, David knew him just as well, if not better, given their frequent run-ins around town.

Yet, the sight of these two together, seemingly without any common ground, dining out? That was unexpected.

Hearing David's comment, Lydia shot Ethan a look of disdain. She'd been practically dragged here by Ethan, and now, faced with an acquaintance, found herself at a loss for words.

Ethan, however, seemed unbothered, chuckling as he replied, "Yeah, Dr. Lydia's been helping me out with a nasty cut these past few days. I figured the least I could do was treat her to a meal as a thank you." Then, turning to David, he inquired, "Is Lysander around too?"

Where Lysander went, David was sure to follow, their camaraderie well-known. Spotting David here, Ethan couldn't help but wonder if Lysander might be nearby.

Lydia's gaze darted around, the possibility of Lysander's presence prompting a quick scan of the room. Respecting Lysander greatly, she'd definitely want to greet him if he were here.

answered, "Mr. Sinclair's at home with his

wasn't present; it

Ethan said, "Alright then, we'll

forward. Lydia, unaccustomed to such contact, instinctively jerked her hand

puzzled, looked

irritated, snapped, "I can

couldn't help but smile at her reaction. Her discomfort, rather than discouraging him, seemed to amuse

the "Rose Garden Room," which, upon entry, felt like stepping into a fairytale. The description

vintage gazebo, housing a table set for two. Surrounding it, a charming

flowing water, complemented by the subtle fragrance of roses. It

whether this was truly meant for

encouraged,