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”

only managed to clean one shoe when she had to leave, still in her squatting position, looking up at his handsome face with its sharp

aback, her heart beating fast. She quickly said, “John needs me, I have to go, bye, Mr. Sinclair Without waiting for his response, she threw the cloth down and ran out of the meeting room like a scared rabbit.

became icy, his mood sour. He couldn’t believe a woman

even cleaning both his shoes. Was

to being worshipped and prioritized, Lysander’s

the security guard who confessed to her

at Thalassa’s constant attempts to

first, but when he said he has two houses here in the city, she

being pursued at the elevator, but she firmly rejected the guy, so he didn’t think much of it.

was nothing more than a pleasure–seeking, cunning, and frivolous woman! She must have been trying to seduce him for money! Disgusted by such a mercenary woman, he said, “The Sinclair Group doesn’t allow office romance! Fire both of them!”

“Yes,

David, who had chosen a venue for a fashion

for the venue.

floor. The head told her the police were here and she needed to handle it. It was about John and

Lysander in a few words, and she didn’t want him to know that she, a mere cleaner, brought the police to the Sinclair Group. It would make him think she

all, she was dealing with John–related matters, so

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 smile, calmly saying, “Sir, don’t listen to her

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

heard your husband’s side of the story I have a