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”

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

was Lysander’s one-word reply,

the table, sneaking glances at

demeanor was also commanding and upright,

probably had something to do with his past military days.

in a

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,

placed the files on the

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

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

the woman

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

she the mother of those four kids?

office curiously, as if she were

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

here, he cant let

re here to make amends, come in What are you standing at the

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