The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Thalassa, standing to the side, overheard Dr. Funke's phone conversation with someone from Royal Estates, requesting his services to treat Lysander's legs. Without hesitation, Dr. Funke declined. After hanging up, Dr. Funke tossed his phone aside with a scoff, muttering, "All they care about is money!" Thalassa knew Dr. Funke was irate because Royal Estates had tried to lure him with cash to treat Lysander's legs. Using money to seek medical help is the norm, a standard practice in seeking a doctor's services. But Dr. Funke was different. He wasn't someone who could be swayed by financial incentives. His decision to treat someone never hinged on the amount of money offered. Take, for instance, how he treated Astrid without once mentioning fees, purely out of goodwill.

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Astrid, understanding that Dr. Funke had refused to treat Lysander, couldn't help but lean towards Lysander's side, considering he was a father of four. Her worried glance met Thalassa's, both sharing a moment of concern. Astrid realized Thalassa was also worried about Lysander and turned to Dr. Funke, starting to say, "Samuel, maybe we could..." Sear*ch the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

"Dr. Funke, what else could possibly be needed?" Thalassa cut Astrid off, probing Dr. Funke for any other conditions he might have. Astrid shot Thalassa a puzzled look, seeing her serious profile. Thalassa had interrupted Astrid's plea, taking it upon herself to ask Dr. Funke directly if he had any other demands.

Astrid was momentarily surprised but quickly grasped Thalassa's intent. Thalassa was concerned that asking Dr. Funke to do something against his will, especially when he had already committed to treating her, could strain their budding relationship. In a fragile partnership where one party is already offering unconditional support, making additional demands could be bothersome. Thalassa didn't want to jeopardize the delicate bond between Astrid and Dr. Funke, hence her timely intervention.

Astrid had watched Thalassa grow up and knew her well. Thalassa always preferred to shoulder burdens herself rather than inconvenience others. When would Thalassa ever learn to think of herself first? Astrid felt a mix of heartache and helplessness.

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Dr. Funke glanced at Astrid before fixing his gaze on Thalassa, his expression stern. "You wantto treat Lysander's legs?" It was clear what was being asked without needing to spell it out. "Yes, conventiona medicine has little to offer for Lysander's condition. I was hoping someone with your exceptional skills in traditional healing could help Lysander. I believe under your care, he could truly make a recovery," Thalassa said, not shy about praising Dr. Funke. Everyone likes to hear compliments, and Thalassa meant every word; Dr. Funke's skills were indeed remarkable.

Dr. Funke chuckled, unimpressed.

Flattery was nothing new to him, and he was immune to its charms. "What do you think I'm lacking?" Instead of think! stating his demands, Dr. Funke turned the question to Thalassa. Caught off guard, Thalassa hesitated, unsure of how to respond. She wasn't close enough to Dr. Funke to know what he might want or need.

Seeing her struggle, Dr. Funke smiled and said, "I appreciate your desire to help Lysander, but I'm currently committed to treatingently m Fin your aunt and can't spare the time." Thalassa's brows furrowed, her breath hitching slightly, clearly distressed by Dr. Funke's implication of refusal to treat Lysander.

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