Chapter 40

Her plan was foolproof, and with Isabella playing the cover-up game, Lysander hadn’t had an inkling over the past five years.

Surprisingly, this dame Thalassa had the nerve to approach Lysander.

Recently, Lysander began to question if the woman from five years ago was indeed pushing up daisies

Faye was getting more and more jittery on the inside.

There were a few opportunities to give Thalassa the boot, but she missed the boat every time.

Caught up in her thoughts, Faye noticed Lysander looking her way Matching his intense gaze, she snapped out of it and quickly stowed away her admiration for him.

She strolled over, her voice soft. “Mr. Sinclair, if there’s nothing else, you can carry on. I’ll take care of the coffee cups.”

She moved over to the small table and started clearing out the used coffee cups.

Lysander shifted his gaze back to his papers, his voice low. “Leave the small stuff to the janitors. You can start your three-day leave now”

alpha female demeanor faded, her eyes pleading, “Mr. Sinclair, I’ve just sent someone to

Lysander’s one-word reply, without looking

table,

demeanor was also commanding and

to do with his

was in a league of

in thought. David knocked and walked in. He went straight to the desk and said. “Mr. Sinclair,

the files

glanced at the files and murmured, “Zephyr will be there; you

and a woman’s voice asked timidly, “Hello, I’m Hertha, the mother

the door, the woman stood at the entrance.

towards the door, there stood a woman in a beige dress, a ponytail,

of

curiously, as if she were surprised by

looked at Lysander, who was engrossed in his papers, oblivious to the woman.

was here, he cant let her feel awkward,

in What are you standing at the door for? Waiting for

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