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.

was the head of the Cleaning

managed to clean one shoe when she had to leave, still in her squatting position, looking up at his handsome face

Sinclair Without

believe a woman had the guts to leave him with

without even cleaning both his shoes. Was that man more important to her than him?!

and

confessed

constant attempts to attract

but when he said he has two houses here in the

elevator, but she firmly rejected

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 for money! Disgusted by such a mercenary woman, he said, “The Sinclair

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

had chosen a venue for a fashion show and wanted Lysander to take a

for the venue.

elevator to the 10th floor. The head told her the police were here and

know that she, a mere cleaner, brought the police to the Sinclair Group. It would make him think she was

her. After all, she was dealing with John–related matters,

the room to hear John’s wife spewing venom at the cops, twisting the truth. Her mood instantly sank, and all the anger from

evidence! You shameless woman, still denying it!” John’s wife cursed Thalassa.

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

her yesterday

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