The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 916

David, always sharp as a tack, somehow dropped the ball this time.

With a glance as cold as the steel of a knight’s sword, Lysander issued a chilling ultimatum: “If you don’t leave now, prepare to burn the midnight oil every day for the next year.”

David blinked, taken aback, and quickly stammered, “I’m on my way out, right this second.”

With that, he scurried out of the CEO’s office.

No sooner had he stepped into the hall than he spotted Thalassa emerging from the elevator.

Seeing her, it clicked for David. The reason Lysander, who usually clocked out with the precision of Big Ben, was sticking around because he was waiting for someone.

And who else could command such attention from Lysander, if not Thalassa?

“Hello, Ms. Everhart,” David greeted her, taking the initiative.

return. “David, haven’t you finished work

head out. Planned to stick around for Mr. Sinclair’s all-nighter, but I got the boot. No clue

words was clear

like you doesn’t know who Mr. Sinclair’s waiting for, how would I? I’m here

might be waiting for you, Ms. Everhart.” David’s smile was measured. After a courteous nod to

that beating around the bush. Couldn’t the man just speak his mind?

Thalassa knocked lightly on the

grunt of permission, she entered. Lysander sat behind his desk, his formidable frame enveloped in a black leather chair,

her breath instinctively slowed,

placed a folder on the desk with care. “Here’s the contract and keys for the Central Ring Villa. It’s all yours to handle.” She’d wrestled with herself before coming. The villa was the only thing left to her by Leopold, and she had wanted

memento.

since Lysander had offered a

desires and intense

Lysander’s profound gaze fixed on her, his presence sending a chill, his

you don’t want to deal with this, just pretend I was never here.”