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

invitation to dinner had caught him off guard; only upon arrival did he realize she sought a

for Lysander for years, always tagging along like a loyal puppy, and yet, he's dismissed me outright. To be with Thalassa, he even denied any

chance with Lysander, Rosalind was understandably downcast,

self-pity and annoyance coloring her

been more assertive, perhaps won Lysander's affection, then Harper wouldn't have suffered alongside me," she

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

words were comforting, and Rosalind liked hearing

visibly lifted, she leaned in, a playful smile dancing on her

gaze, David's heart skipped a beat,

moment, he felt an unexpected shyness, unable to

eyes, brimming with a lively intelligence, seemed to