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.

shot

receptionist, gave a discreet

cough, Daryl turned around and was met with a stare as

woman had a commanding,

hanging her head low, dropping the subject, and going back to

nod, then stepped into

head to the top floor but went to

news traveled faster than she’d

entire executive level knew what Thalassa had

not pleased with this woman, but Thalassa

only fume in silence,

I’ll call Zephyr right away and tell him what’s going on with the company,” Faye reassured Murray once she had checked

the Sinclair Group for ages and

to Zephyr’s grandson Lysander’s turn to

seen a

over the company that had been painstakingly built up by generations to

called Zephyr, exchanged a few pleasantries,

you might not know what’s going on here.” Faye’s voice was

asked, “What’s

opportunity to spill the beans. “Last night, Lysander personally 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

would

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