The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 13

Chaos only lead to more mess–ups, and the more Thalassa tried to avoid crossing Lysander, the more stuff seemed to hit the fan. Feeling a cold sweat down her back, she quickly bent down to pick up the shattered cup

“Ah…” The sharp porcelain cut Thalassa’s hand, making her wince in pain. She was about to lick her finger when…..

A chill swept over her, her wrist was grabbed by a big hand and yanked, pulling her upright

Looking up. Thalassa met the man’s deep eyes. Her heart jumped. His aura was intense, even his gaze was deep and powerful. Just looking into his eyes, Thalassa felt her whole body on high alert.

Lysander looked at her finger, and a droplet of blood quickly swelled into a stream, snaking down her slender finger like a little red snake.

Feeling a touch of sympathy, he grabbed a tissue from the conference table and expertly wrapped her wound.

He reprimanded, “How could you screw up like this? If you can’t even do a cleaning job right, just quit!”

Frightened, Thalassa quickly withdrew her hand and apologized, “I’m so sorry. I’ll be careful next time. I can do a good job cleaning.”

She then squatted down to continue picking up the broken pieces on the floor.

The stern image of Lysander from the meeting was deeply imprinted in her mind. The executives were all very careful, not daring to make a sound. Thalassa was influenced by Lysander’s authority and did not want to get fired..

David rushed over, anxiously asking. “Mr. Sinclair, are you alright?”

Everything happened so fast. Lysander swiftly walked over to the cleaner, and David didn’t have time to react. He never expected the usually cold and indifferent Lysander to suddenly care about a female cleaner’s hand injury.

David’s words revealed a hint of surprise that was hard to hide.

I’m fine Lysander’s calm and authoritative voice fell, and he turned and left the meeting room.

to hold the woman back. She was about to lick her wound which could lead to

it was because she reminded him of the woman who saved him that night

her

David, “Replace the coffee cups in the meeting room with

for a moment, then nodded. “Alright, I got it. Mr. Sinclair, the fall fashion show is next week, but our company hasn’t finalized the plan yet. I’m worried we won’t make it in time. Should we postpone the show?”

had rejected so many

said, “It’s okay If there’s no rush, will they really give their all?” With that, he waved his hand, indicating for

and

the meeting room and saw David. She smiled and nodded as a

full of femininity. Her face was clear and pure, like a movie star. Did Mr. Sinclair approach

but dared not guess

thought was a storeroom yesterday and saw a sign for the men’s restroom. The sign was

was having

what it was? What if someone else made the

her, Thalassa felt great. It made her feel important in this world, like she was needed, and she had value.

Work was over

group. But she was stopped at the door by John. He was angry at Thalassa’s attitude towards him, looking gloomy and

Thalassa’s wrist and

her hand out, but couldn’t break free. Her other hand grabbed the

anyone there, help! The Sinclair group’s security guard is openly harassing

cover her mouth to stop her

reach Thalassa’s mouth, it was fiercely pulled

saw who was standing next to Thalassa, he immediately

to teach her a lesson, make her feel ashamed, but she