The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Ethan was seriously ticked off, not in the mood for wordplay. "I don't give a damn how I phrase it! All I'm saying is, your advice sucks, man. It's not practical at all!" "All I wanna know is, did you guys go grab a bite or not?" Alaric was unfazed by Ethan's bad mood.

After all, he and Hertha had cleared up their misunderstandings, tied the knot, and were blissfully together now.

He was on cloud nine every day, nothing and no one could dampen his spirits.

"We did, but she was still all guarded around me, didn't even crack a smile," Ethan lamented.

"Did you guys hit up the Rose Garden booth?" Alaric probed further.

"Yeah!" Ethan couldn't deny it.

"And was there a moment, just a moment, when you locked eyes and felt the temperature in the room go up?" Alaric pressed on.

Ethan fell silent, replaying the scene in his head.

remembered that fleeting moment when he and Lydia locked eyes, the air thick with tension, his blood boiling with the urge to

the moment was shattered by the

was both thrilled and

bumped into David and Rosalind as they were leaving. That encounter had set him and

to say? That means there's hope, buddy. Don't worry, you still have a shot!" Alaric said confidently, without

this game, a champ

was his forte, and he knew once a woman had felt a spark for a man,

"I'll take your word

pick up Dr. Lydia tomorrow morning, will ya? Walk her to work," Alaric added just before

from the clinic. It's just a few minutes'

dense? You think I'm telling you to walk her just for the sake of it? Walking her to work is even better. It's perfect for

it, I

Lydia was up

got to the clinic before eight, leaving