The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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.

her phone rang. It was the head of the Cleaning Department. She hurriedly answered, ‘Okay,

at his handsome face with

She quickly said, “John needs me, I have to go, bye, Mr. Sinclair Without waiting

like a bunny, Lysander’s face became icy, his mood sour. He couldn’t believe a woman had the guts to leave him with only one shoe cleaned. She

“Who’s John?” The man made Thalassa leave without even cleaning both his

and prioritized, Lysander’s mood worsened.

answered, “He’s the security guard who confessed to

attempts to attract Mr. Sinclair’s attention

but when he said he has two houses here in the city, she agreed to be with him. She’s

pursued at the elevator, but she firmly rejected the guy, so he didn’t

of anger surged in him, his face darkening further. She was nothing more than a pleasure–seeking, cunning, and frivolous woman! She must have

was overjoyed and agreed, “Yes, I’ll do

David, who had chosen a venue for a fashion show and wanted

for the venue.

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

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

needed her. After all, she was dealing

the room to 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, calmly saying, “Sir, don’t listen to her nonsense.

the evidence! You shameless woman, still denying it!”

your husband’s side of the story I

what John said to her yesterday