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”

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

one-word reply, without looking up

the table,

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

to do with

in a

as Faye was lost in thought. David knocked and walked in. He went straight to the desk and said. “Mr. Sinclair, the fashion show can go on as planned in three days, these are the design drafts and plans.”

placed the files on

and murmured, “Zephyr will be there; you must

the order, about to leave when the office door was knocked, and a woman’s voice asked timidly, “Hello, I’m Hertha, the

the door, the woman stood at the

a woman in a beige dress, a ponytail, a bit chubby, round eyes, about

the mother of those

as if

engrossed in his papers, oblivious to the

was here, he cant let her feel awkward, right?

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