Chapter 40

Her plan was foolproof, and with Isabella playing the cover-up game, Lysander hadn’t had an inkling over the past five years.

Surprisingly, this dame Thalassa had the nerve to approach Lysander.

Recently, Lysander began to question if the woman from five years ago was indeed pushing up daisies

Faye was getting more and more jittery on the inside.

There were a few opportunities to give Thalassa the boot, but she missed the boat every time.

Caught up in her thoughts, Faye noticed Lysander looking her way Matching his intense gaze, she snapped out of it and quickly stowed away her admiration for him.

She strolled over, her voice soft. “Mr. Sinclair, if there’s nothing else, you can carry on. I’ll take care of the coffee cups.”

She moved over to the small table and started clearing out the used coffee cups.

back to his papers, his voice low. “Leave the small stuff to the janitors.

usual alpha female demeanor faded, her eyes pleading, “Mr. Sinclair, I’ve just sent someone to dig up info on the lady from Hollowbrook

Lysander’s one-word reply, without looking

cleaning the table, sneaking

only was the man a looker, but his demeanor was also commanding

do with his past

terms of demeanor, he was

was lost in thought. David knocked and walked in. He went straight to the desk and said. “Mr. Sinclair, the fashion show can

placed the files on the

files and murmured, “Zephyr will be there; you must make

office door was knocked, and a woman’s voice

the door, the woman stood at the

door, there stood a woman in a beige dress, a ponytail,

the mother of

office curiously, as if she were surprised by

was engrossed in his

he cant

come in What are you standing at the door for? Waiting for a red

reality,

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