The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 71

Hey there, Mr. Sinclair Thalassa greeted him with a forced smile.

As long as she wasn’t the one feeling awkward, she didn’t care who did.

Lysander glanced at his shoe, which now sported a foot-shaped imprint, and gazed at her with a cold stare. “Is this how you always greet people?”

Thalassa noticed the dirt smudge on his shoe, realized it was her fault, and quickly whipped out a rag from her waist while squatting down to clean it. “Sorry, didn’t mean to Let me get that for you.”

She used the same rag she used for cleaning tables to scrub his shoe,

Lysander frowned. He was clearly not a fan of this.

After stepping away from her touch, he hissed, “Get out!”

“Sure thing.”

Thalassa grabbed her mop and bolted out of the office

the paycheck, she

told her to get

watched as she quickly retreated from his office, his gaze

as Thalassa was about

Hertha looped her arm through Thalassa’s, leading her out

calculated her finances. She still had $800, and she hadn’t yet bought

the Sinclair Group building, a flashy silver Porsche pulled

they were obstructing the car’s path and moved

revealing a hardsome man with long eyes and a tantalizing mole at

charming, devilish smile Thalassa, you just left the Sinclair group. I

like something was wrong with his

tightened her grip on Hertha’s arm and said defensively, “I have nothing to

you were sitting on his lap and even cleaned up after him. And you say there’s nothing between you?

words were direct

to crawl into a

and his friend was even

say such things in

let’s go!’ Thalassa, her face beet red, stormed off,

Hertha, however, didn’t move.