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

paycheck, she wouldn’t

he told her to get

as she quickly retreated from his office, his gaze

Thalassa was about to clock

the shops” Hertha looped her arm through Thalassa’s, leading her out of the Sinclair

hadn’t yet bought winter clothes for the kids.

they left the Sinclair Group building, a flashy silver Porsche pulled up

the car’s path and moved a bit

a hardsome man with long eyes and a tantalizing mole at the corner of his

smile Thalassa, you just left the

was a bit weird, like

her grip on Hertha’s arm and said defensively, “I

mischief, chuckled. The other day at Sapphire Skyline, you were sitting on his lap and even cleaned up after him. And

direct

crawl into a hole and

a weirdo, and

could he say such things

Thalassa, her face beet red, stormed off,

Hertha, however, didn’t move.