The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

In the cutthroat world of business, it's your skills that count. Trying to cozy up to others only cheapens your worth.

Lydia was about to retort, "Then why, when you dine with me, do you flash that smug grin, Ethan?"

But the words caught in her throat before they could escape.

She could already foresee Ethan's response, claiming his demeanor shifted solely because it was her he was with. Such spontaneous declarations of affection were her kryptonite. Lydia fell silent, opting instead to dive into her meal with gusto.

Noticing her fervent focus on the food, Ethan presumed she was genuinely famished and chose not to disturb her further, leaving only the sound of their chewing to fill the charged atmosphere. Meanwhile, in another booth...

David and Rosalind sat opposite each other, enveloped in a similarly romantic ambiance.

Rosalind idly pushed around the food on her plate, voicing her melancholy thoughts, "Do you think I'm truly off-putting?"

leisurely enjoying his meal, responded, "Why would you

to dinner had caught him off guard; only upon arrival

outright. To be with Thalassa, he even denied any romantic involvement with my sister Harper right in front of her. It's my lack of spine that's dragged her into

was understandably

pouted, a mix of self-pity

perhaps won Lysander's affection, then

his fork, fixing her with a serious gaze, "Don't think like that. Love can't be forced. Lysander probably sees you more as a sister, which is why romance hasn't blossomed. It's not a matter of your worth but rather the absence of a romantic destiny between you. You'll find someone who loves you

and Rosalind liked hearing

visibly lifted, she leaned in, a playful smile dancing on her lips, "And when do you suppose this person will show

yet intelligent gaze, David's heart

that moment, he felt an unexpected shyness,

eyes, brimming with a lively intelligence, seemed to hook his