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.

the air thick with

moment was shattered by the waiter coming

back, Ethan was both thrilled

it wasn't for the waiter interrupting that warm atmosphere, he and Lydia might have held hands, lingered over dinner a bit longer, and wouldn't have bumped into David and

say? That means there's hope, buddy. Don't worry, you still have a shot!" Alaric said confidently,

this game, a champ in the field of

women was his forte, and he knew once a woman had felt a spark for a man, if the guy kept at it, she

words, Ethan's frown finally eased. "I'll take your word for it. Gotta go

up, pick up Dr. Lydia tomorrow morning, will ya? Walk her

the clinic. It's just a few minutes' walk," Ethan felt it was

her just for the sake of it? Walking her to work is even better. It's perfect for chatting. How do

an epiphany. "Got it,

next day, Lydia

the clinic before eight, leaving her