The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 7

11l be there.” Thalassa hurriedly pronilsed.

After a few more words with the head of HR, she hung up the phone. Her annoyance seemed to have eased a bit. After all, there was no such thing as a dead end. When one door closed, another door would open for you

She just casually sent her resume to the Sinclair group on the train yesterday, just giving it a shot She didn’t expect to actually get an interview invitation The Sinclair group was the biggest and richest corporation in Starhaven If she could work there, the salary and benefits would definitely be good After dinner, she said to Evelyn. “Mom, I’m going for an interview. You stay home and take care of the kids. Don’t go gambling again. We need to be realistic. We earn what we earn, no need to be greedy Being greedy will only lead to bad outcomes.”

“Oh come on, I got it Do you think it’s okay to talk to your mom like this? I just want to help you ease off some pressure. How did that become greed?” Evelyn refused to admit she was wrong, responding firmly.

Thank you for thinking about me, but we need to do the right thing. Gambling is wrong. If you get addicted, what will happen to me and the kids?” Thalassa knew Evelyn meant well, but her approach could lead to big trouble. She had a responsibility to steer Evelyn in the right direction, to keep her from going astray

“Alright, I got it. Just go, Evelyn urged impatiently.

Thalassa hugged each of her kids and then left.

A while after Thalassa left, Atticus and Dorian exchanged glances, and a silent agreement was reached.

Atticus said to Evelyn, “Grandma, I want some milk.”

Dorian chimed in, “Me too.”

“You little stinkers Wasn’t the pasta enough?” Evelyn was hoping to save some baby formula.

a pitiful voice, “I’m not full. I want

Drink the two bottles

HR on the

for the Sinclair group and was responsible for cleaning the

to familiarize herself with the structure and environment of the top floor after the interview, so she could start working the

took the elevator to the top floor. A little to the left of the elevator was the CEO’s office, a little further in was the conference room, and then the

storeroom was luxuriously decorated. This storeroom would probably be where she’d

in and familiarize herself with the layout, to determine where to place

into two. There was

her, a man, his tall silhouette stood there. He was wearing a black suit, straight pants that fit his long legs perfectly, without a single wrinkle. His suit jacket fit perfectly, not a hair out of

something and

This was a

a chill running down her spine. She had assumed it was a storeroom from the start, so she thought the faucet was leaking and didn’t consider any other possibilities. So, everything she did was

man turned around. Her

moment their eyes met.

Oh my God! Wasn’t this the same Lysander from

Her heart was pounding like a drum, and cold

where

God, let me

clothes, his sharp eyes like ice daggers looking at her, “What are you doing here!”