The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 17

Thalassa was already in a crappy mood, and now the CEO was going out of his way to make things worse for her.

Faye, seeing Thalassa acting all high and mighty, was about to give her a piece of her mind when a single glance from Lysander shut her up.

“Are you blind or something? Can’t you see my foot here?” Lysander stood up and walked towards her, his tall figure casting a gigantic shadow over her, his icy aura following him.

Wasn’t she trying to get his attention? Rubbing against his suit, sweeping his shoes with her broom. Let’s see what else she’s got!

Thalassa took a step back under his intimidating presence and finally noticed the white dust on his shiny black shoes. It wasn’t a footprint, but a mark left by the broom His shoes were so shiny that the fine line of dust seemed glaringly obvious.

Thalassa suddenly realized she might have accidentally swept his shoes. No wonder he accused her of not using her eyes.

This was him picking a fight. He was a big deal, not someone she could afford to piss off.

She looked up at him, a nervous smile on her face. “Yeah, Mr. Sinclair, you’re right, my bad. I’ll clean it up for you, don’t be mad.”

She quickly took out a cloth from her waist and squatted down, giving his shoes a quick wipe.

Just then, her phone rang. It was the head of the Cleaning Department. She hurriedly answered, ‘Okay, I’m on my way”

her squatting position, looking up at his handsome face with its

have to go, bye, Mr. Sinclair Without waiting for his response, she threw the cloth

his mood sour. He couldn’t believe a woman had the guts to leave him with only one shoe cleaned.

asked Faye coldly, “Who’s John?” The man made Thalassa leave without even cleaning both his shoes. Was that man more important to her than

to being worshipped and

guard who confessed

was pissed at Thalassa’s constant attempts to

down John at first, but when he said he has two houses here in the city, she agreed to be

Lysander saw Thalassa being pursued at the elevator, but she firmly rejected the guy,

was nothing more than a pleasure–seeking, cunning, and frivolous woman! She must have been

“Yes, I’ll do it

for

for the venue.

the meeting room, Thalassa immediately took the elevator to the 10th floor. The head told her the police were here and she needed to handle it. It was

mere cleaner, brought the police to the Sinclair Group. It would make him think she was a trouble, not

John needed her. After all, she was dealing with John–related matters, so it wasn’t exactly a

at the cops, twisting the truth. Her mood instantly sank, and all the anger from the meeting room exploded. She approached the police with a polite smile, calmly saying, “Sir, don’t listen to her nonsense. She’s framing me, and there’s no evidence.”

that my Husband’s leg is broken is the evidence! You shameless woman, still

a fake smile, Thalassa calmly responded, “You only heard your husband’s side of the