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”

“Mr. Sinclair, I’ve just sent someone to

was Lysander’s one-word reply,

quietly continued cleaning the table, sneaking glances at

looker, but his demeanor was also

something to do

terms of demeanor, he was in a league of his

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

files on

be there; you

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

door, the woman stood at the

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

mother of those four

the office curiously, as if she were

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

was here, he

said. If you re here to make amends, come in What are you

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