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”

to look at Lysander, her usual alpha female demeanor faded, her eyes pleading, “Mr. Sinclair, I’ve just sent someone to dig up info on the lady

one-word reply, without

cleaning the table, sneaking glances

only was the man a looker, but his demeanor was also commanding and upright,

to do

in a league

“Mr. Sinclair, the fashion show can go on as planned in three days, these

the files on the desk

will be there; you must make sure everything goes without a hitch”

order, about to leave when the office door was knocked, and a woman’s voice

door, the woman stood

stood a woman in a beige dress, a ponytail, a bit chubby, round eyes, about 53, looking quite

she the mother of

around the office curiously, as if she were surprised

looked at Lysander, who was engrossed in his papers, oblivious

he cant let

If you re here to make amends, come in What are you standing at the door for? Waiting for

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255