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.

his papers, his voice low. “Leave the small stuff to the janitors. You can start your three-day

clean-up and turned to look at Lysander, her usual alpha female demeanor faded, her eyes pleading, “Mr. Sinclair, I’ve just sent someone to dig up info on the lady from Hollowbrook And I’ll take my leave tomorrow

was Lysander’s one-word reply, without

quietly continued cleaning the table,

man a looker, but his demeanor was also

something to do with his past

of demeanor, he was in a

walked in. He went straight to the desk and said. “Mr. Sinclair, the fashion show can go on as planned in three days, these

placed the files on the

and murmured, “Zephyr will be there; you must make sure everything goes

order, about to leave when the office door was knocked, and a woman’s voice asked timidly, “Hello, I’m Hertha, the mother of those four kids. I’m

the

beige dress,

mother

as if she were

was engrossed in his papers, oblivious to

Since she was here, he cant let

to make amends, come in What are you standing at the door for? Waiting for a red

reality, and

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