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.

the head of the Cleaning Department. She hurriedly answered, ‘Okay, I’m on my way”

to leave, still in her squatting position, looking up at his handsome face with its sharp features. From this angle, his face seemed to glow under the lights,

bye, Mr. Sinclair Without waiting for his response, she threw the cloth down and ran out of the meeting room like a scared rabbit.

off 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 was bold!

Faye coldly, “Who’s John?” The man made Thalassa leave without even cleaning both his shoes.

being worshipped and prioritized, Lysander’s mood worsened.

“He’s the security guard who confessed to her

constant attempts to

head of cleaning, she turned down John at first, but when he said he has two houses here in the city, she agreed

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

report now, a wave of anger surged in him, his face darkening further. She was nothing more than a pleasure–seeking, cunning, and frivolous

“Yes, I’ll do

Lysander received a message from David, who had chosen a venue for a fashion show and wanted Lysander to take

for the venue.

the 10th floor. The head told her the police were

a few words, and she didn’t want him to know that she, a mere cleaner, brought the police

her. After all, she was dealing with John–related matters, so it wasn’t exactly a

sank, and

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

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

John said to her yesterday at lunch.