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”

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

Lysander’s one-word reply,

quietly continued cleaning the table, sneaking glances

his demeanor was also commanding and upright,

something to do with his

was in a league of his

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

placed the files on

will be there; you must make sure everything

voice asked timidly, “Hello, I’m Hertha,

the door, the woman stood at

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

the mother of those

the office curiously, as if

was engrossed in his papers, oblivious

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

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