The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

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”

and turned 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

Lysander’s one-word reply, without looking up

table, sneaking glances

his demeanor was

to do

in a league of his

lost in thought. David knocked and walked in. He went straight to the desk and said. “Mr. Sinclair, the fashion show can go

files

files and murmured, “Zephyr will be there; you must make sure everything goes without

knocked, and a woman’s voice asked timidly,

door, the woman stood at

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

of those four kids?

curiously, as if she were surprised by

engrossed in his papers, oblivious to the woman.

she was here, he cant

to make amends, come in What are you standing