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.

low. “Leave the small stuff to

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 once I get

one-word reply, without looking

quietly continued cleaning the table, sneaking glances

his demeanor was also

probably had something to do with his past

demeanor, he was in a league

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

files

at the files and murmured, “Zephyr will be

and a woman’s voice asked timidly, “Hello, I’m Hertha,

the door, the woman stood

stood a woman in a beige dress, a

mother of those

office curiously, as if she

Lysander, who was engrossed in his papers, oblivious to the

he cant

What are you standing at the door for? Waiting for

gawked, snapped back to reality, and

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