Chapter 17

Thalassa was already in a crappy mood, and now the CEO was going out of his way to make things worse for her.

Faye, seeing Thalassa acting all high and mighty, was about to give her a piece of her mind when a single glance from Lysander shut her up.

“Are you blind or something? Can’t you see my foot here?” Lysander stood up and walked towards her, his tall figure casting a gigantic shadow over her, his icy aura following him.

Wasn’t she trying to get his attention? Rubbing against his suit, sweeping his shoes with her broom. Let’s see what else she’s got!

Thalassa took a step back under his intimidating presence and finally noticed the white dust on his shiny black shoes. It wasn’t a footprint, but a mark left by the broom His shoes were so shiny that the fine line of dust seemed glaringly obvious.

Thalassa suddenly realized she might have accidentally swept his shoes. No wonder he accused her of not using her eyes.

This was him picking a fight. He was a big deal, not someone she could afford to piss off.

She looked up at him, a nervous smile on her face. “Yeah, Mr. Sinclair, you’re right, my bad. I’ll clean it up for you, don’t be mad.”

She quickly took out a cloth from her waist and squatted down, giving his shoes a quick wipe.

then, her phone rang. It was the head of the Cleaning Department. She hurriedly

clean one shoe when she had to leave, still in her squatting position, looking up at his handsome face with its sharp features.

needs me, I have to go, bye, Mr. Sinclair Without waiting for his response, she threw the cloth down and ran out of the meeting room like a scared

off like a bunny, Lysander’s face became icy, his mood sour. He couldn’t believe a woman had the guts to

coldly, “Who’s John?” The man made Thalassa leave without even cleaning

to being worshipped and prioritized,

“He’s the security guard who confessed to her

constant attempts to attract

at first, but when he said he has two houses here in the city, she agreed to be with him.

Thalassa being pursued at the elevator, but she firmly rejected the guy, so he didn’t think much of it.

his attention? But hearing Faye’s report now, a wave of anger surged in him, his face darkening further. She was nothing more than a pleasure–seeking, cunning, and frivolous woman! She must have been trying to seduce him

and agreed, “Yes, I’ll do it right

for

for the venue.

her the police were here and she needed to handle it. It was about

Lysander in a few words, and she didn’t want him to know that she, a mere cleaner, brought the police to the Sinclair Group. It would make him think she was a trouble, not a

was dealing with

hear John’s wife spewing venom at the cops, twisting the truth. Her mood instantly sank, and all the anger from the meeting room exploded. She approached the police with a polite smile,

evidence! You shameless woman, still

fake smile, Thalassa calmly responded, “You only heard your husband’s side of the story I have

to her

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