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”

still in her squatting position, looking up at his handsome face with its sharp features. From this angle, his face

Mr. Sinclair Without waiting for his response, she threw the cloth down and

Thalassa run off like a bunny, Lysander’s face became icy, his mood sour. He couldn’t believe a woman had the guts to leave him

even cleaning both his shoes.

worshipped and prioritized, Lysander’s mood

who confessed to her at

Thalassa’s constant attempts to attract Mr. Sinclair’s attention and

“I heard from the head of cleaning, she turned down John at first, but when he said he has two houses

pursued at the elevator, but she firmly rejected the guy,

of anger surged in him, his face darkening further. She was nothing more than a pleasure–seeking, cunning, and frivolous woman! She must have been trying to seduce him for money!

and agreed, “Yes,

for a fashion show and wanted

for the venue.

the elevator to the 10th floor. The head told her the police were here and she needed to

in a few words, and she didn’t want him to know that she, a mere cleaner, brought the police

she was dealing with John–related matters, so it wasn’t exactly a

the Cleaning Department on the 10th floor, she walked into the room to hear John’s wife spewing venom 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

is the evidence! You shameless woman,

husband’s side of the story I have a recording here, want