Chapter 222

Another colleague nudged her arm lightly, warning. “Don’t shoot your mouth off.”

“I’m not just blabbering; these were Thalassa’s own words. Plus, you see, just yesterday Thalassa was scrubbing floors like the rest of us. Then after work, Mr. Sinclair himself drove her off for overtime, and the next day, boom! She’s Mr. Sinclair’s personal assistant. With her climbing the ladder this fast, it’s just a matter of time before she’s in upper management or even owns a piece of the company.”

Daryl was so jealous that her eyes were practically glowing green.

She’d honestly thought when Mr. Sinclair had Thalassa get in his car yesterday, it was to clean another office, scrub toilets, or something.

She had no idea her overtime meant this.

She stopped in her tracks, leaning on her mop, looking all pitiful. “When will Mr. Sinclair ever notice me? I’m not half bad either.”

Another colleague chuckled, “There’s a big difference between you and Thalassa. Thalassa’s pure and charming, the type that men fall head over heels for.”

“What about me?” Daryl grumbled.

“You, my dear, are the type women fall for.”

They kept yakking away, completely oblivious to the person still standing in front of the reception desk in the lobby.

chatter, shot

a discreet cough to alert

was met with a stare as

a commanding,

hanging her head low, dropping the subject,

gave Cherry a nod,

went to the executive level to verify what Daryl had

news traveled faster than she’d

level knew what Thalassa had been

executives were not pleased with this woman, but Thalassa was the personal assistant handpicked by the

only fume in silence, not daring to voice their

and tell him what’s going on with the company,” Faye reassured Murray once she had

had been with the Sinclair Group for ages and he’d been there since

grandson Lysander’s turn to take over, he was still

never seen a woman

the company that had been painstakingly built up by generations to some woman of unknown origins, just because of a

few pleasantries,

not know what’s going

asked, “What’s

drove Thalassa home from the company and they had an overnight ‘overtime‘ session. This morning. Thalassa is Lysander’s personal assistant. Thalassa’s gotten a taste of the good life, and she’s become arrogant and disrespectful, even openly stating that if she can’t be Lysander’s wife, she’ll be a top

brain would

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