Chapter 326

Thalassa was totally baffled by David’s logic.

Why was it that she was the only one who wouldn’t get chewed out if she went to him?

It seemed like David was overestimating her.

But it was her job, there was no way to back off.

Thalassa took the documents and approached the president’s office, knocking on the door first.

After getting permission, she fearfully walked in.

Lysander was sitting in the swivel chair of the president, dressed head to toe in a black handmade suit that perfectly melded with the chair, exuding an aura of intimidation as he focused on reading a contract.

Thalassa felt nervous, swallowing hard as she gently walked over and placed the documents on the desk, “Mr. Sinclair, these are the documents David asked me to bring.”

Before she could finish, Lysander looked up, his deep eyes cold and ruthless as they settled on her.

Thalassa’s heart pounded in fear, just one look from him was enough to scare her.

Lysander reached for the documents, flipping through them before once again looking up at her, his gaze even colder, and then he said, “This document is about a collaboration with Gourmet Competition: Do you think I should sign or not?”

voice echoed; his seemingly calm tone

she was being squeezed under a mountain of

was a contract for the

that the same Gourmet Competition

Lysander asking her if he should sign it or

a lowly secretary and she had

“Mr. Sinclair, you’re the president, your decision will certainly be the right one, I’m

that sticks

spout off her

you to choose, whether to sign or not! You just need

voice was like a chilling wind,

leaving no

gaze

like a black hole, if she wasn’t careful, she’d be devoured by the

she looked at those eyes,

racing; she

his gaze on her, forcing her to maintain eye contact as if moving her gaze would

eye contact only

becoming hard for her to

his oppressive gaze, Thalassa was forced to

It was a question.

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