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?"

enjoying his meal, responded, "Why would you

off guard; only upon arrival did he realize she sought a

like a loyal puppy, and yet, he's dismissed me outright. To be with Thalassa, he even denied any romantic involvement with my sister Harper right in front of

Lysander, Rosalind was understandably downcast, eager to vent

a mix of self-pity and annoyance

perhaps won Lysander's affection, then Harper wouldn't have suffered

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

and Rosalind liked hearing

a playful smile dancing on her lips, "And when

by her lively yet intelligent gaze, David's heart skipped a beat,

unexpected shyness, unable to meet

with a lively intelligence, seemed