The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 16

The middle–aged lady was making a scene, her face twisted in rage and her hair flying around due to her excessive agitation Her eyes were bulging out, her arm thin as a blade, swinging towards Thalassa’s face.

Thalassa felt the icy chill of the wind hitting her face, the pain cutting like a knife. She held her breath, watching the woman’s hand swing down rapidly. Al a distance of just a centimeter from her face, she managed to grab it accurately

“You dare to resist. You lowly woman, you’re asking for it” The woman was arrogant and violent, raising her other hand.

Thalassa kicked at her hand, pushing her away with force. The middle–aged lady was strong, so Thalassa had to use all her strength just to counter her. After this series of movements, she was totally drained. The lady took a step back, steadied herself and charged at Thalassa more fiercely.

Thalassa’s pupils dilated, she had no strength left to fight How could this woman be so difficult, attacking without reason.

Thalassa took a few steps back, trying to create sorne distance, but the woman was determined to hit her, relentlessly pursuing. Just as Thalassa was about to be cornered and be hit by the woman’s fist, the supervisor from the cleaning department stepped in, stopping the woman’s actions.

Lady, this is the Sinclair group, not a place where you can cause a ruckus. Watch your behavior.” The supervisor spoke formally, representing the authority of the Sinclair group.

The lady was taken aback by the supervisor’s stern attitude. No matter how arrogant she was, she dared not challenge the authority of the Sinclair group. She ranted, exaggerating the story to the supervisor of how Thalassa had seduced her husband, and when rejected, had hired someone to beat him up

Thalassa couldn’t stand it; this was clearly slander. She retorted breathlessly, “Get your facts straight. It was your husband who harassed me. Despite being rejected numerous times, he still wouldn’t leave me alone. The CEO’s assistant saw it and fired him. Your husband’s broken leg has nothing to do with me, and I had no idea what happened.”

going to call the police on you Let’s see if you can still deny it.” The middle–aged lady was sputtering, looking repulsive.

and call the police. I’m going to sue your

pulling out her phone and started

supervisor didn’t pay much attention to the matter. He said to Thalassa in a leader’s tone, “You go clean the conference room

Thalassa complied and left.

continued swearing, trying to stop her,

her second day at work and she had already run into such annoying problems. Thalassa felt frustrated. While cleaning the conference room, she was

suit, were all shocked. The already solemn atmosphere turned even more oppressive,

to Lysander, her face darkened. The blue light of the projector shone on her face, and coupled

was lost in her thoughts, completely unaware of the severity of the situation. She swept the floor casually with

so angry that she gripped the projector’s remote control tightly. The design materials on the big screen started jumping around because she was pressing the buttons on the remote, but she

on the woman in front of him. She was sweeping around his feet haphazardly, as if they had a grudge or something. Was she trying to catch his attention on purpose? Lysander sneered in

was so distracted that she spilled the coffee over the edge of the cup, burning her hand. She winced, flapping her hand, and knocked over an empty cup beside her. The cup bounced twice on the wooden floor, emitting a

entire room fell silent. Thalassa was startled and widened her eyes in shock. As the cup settled, she breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, the

porcelain cup, and today it

table side, the meeting was proceeding normally, someone was presenting a plan, and Faye had

have been listening to the plan, had his eyes locked on

her plan carefully sat down. It was as if she had spoken in vain. The CEO didn’t seem to have heard a

thing

attention of everyone in the meeting room? Even Mr. Sinclair found his gaze drawn to her. This was the first time he hadn’t immediately rejected a proposal due to distraction. Everyone seated around the conference table was on edge, their nerves taut, beads of sweat forming on their

and wipe her burned, reddened hand with a napkin. This scene seemed to touch a nerve. He hated people who were disorganized, who didn’t even know how to