Chapter 456

After she finished speaking, Amelia rose from her seat. Her high heels clicked against the floor as she departed.

Thalassa remained silent as her grip tightened around her coffee cup.

The following day, Monday, marked the end of Thalassa’s weekend. She headed to her job at the Sinclair Group.

Today was an executive meeting. Thalassa arrived an hour early to prepare the conference room and stood by the door to welcome the attendees.

All the executives took their seats, save for one crucial figure: Lysander.

Thalassa continued to stand by the conference room door. After a few moments, Lysander finally made his entrance.

Dressed in a bespoke black suit, he exuded the aura of a business elite and made everyone take notice of his formidable presence. He was tall and imposing. His handsome face and well-defined features were enough to quicken any pulse.

Striding in with long, confident steps, he approached Thalassa. Overwhelmed by his intimidating presence, she immediately lowered her gaze, unable to meet his eyes.

as Lysander drew near. As he passed by Thalassa, he cast a glance at

fair complexion. The scab on her forehead had fallen off, leaving a slightly redder patch of skin that was softer

confirming that she was recovering, Lysander withdrew his gaze, entered the conference room, and took his place at the head of the table, an unquestionable

authority and elegance. The room was filled

displaying the documents for the meeting.

and went smoothly, with most of the proposed plans accepted.

left one by one. As always, Thalassa was the last to leave, as she was responsible

Lysander and Thalassa were left, the air

Lowering her head, she turned off the projector, unplugged the

her tasks, she intended to ignore Lysander’s presence and leave the conference room. However, as she walked past him, her wrist was suddenly grasped. In a swift motion, she was pulled onto his

to face Lysander’s deep eyes. They were

thighs and their warmth. Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat as she nervously stuttered, “Mr. Sinclair, this

shouldn’t…”

his index finger, forcing her to look at him. His deep and magnetic voice

head still hurt?”

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