The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

In her eyes, Ethan was just making excuses. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he'd seen it all and rubbed shoulders with the high and mighty. And here he was, claiming to be nervous in front of her, a nobody? Yeah, right! To her, these silver-spoon types had no clue about the value of hard work. To them, wasting was just part of the daily routine. And Lydia? She couldn't stand that kind of attitude. It was clear as day; she and Ethan were like oil and water. "Come on, I'm human too, of course, I get nervous," Ethan said, rubbing his hands together like he was about to make some monumental mistake in front of Lydia.

Lydia eyed him skeptically. "Never got grounded as a kid, huh?"

Ethan, without thinking, responded, "No."

A smirk played on Lydia's lips. "Figures."

"Figures what?" Ethan was puzzled.

Lydia just sipped her water, shaking her head, "Nothing."

a laugh which only piqued

on, what is it? If you don't tell me, I might not be

with me!" Lydia shot back, putting

a patient can't eat, that's not

distress. It was so unexpectedly charming that Lydia felt her heart skip a

mom's problem! I'm just here to do my job!" Lydia averted her gaze, her voice full of feigned confidence as

but unfortunately, she passed away when I was very young,"

Lydia was taken

the money in the world couldn't save

should maintain a healthy lifestyle, you know, early to bed, early to

might really lose my appetite. You know, skipping meals