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”

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

one-word reply, without

the table, sneaking glances at

looker, but his demeanor was also commanding and

probably had something to do

was in a league of his

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

the files on the desk

will be there;

office door was knocked, and a woman’s voice asked timidly, “Hello, I’m Hertha, the mother of those

the woman stood at

a woman in a beige dress, a ponytail, a

of

the office curiously, as if she were

Lysander, who was engrossed in his papers, oblivious to

here, he cant

he said. If you re here to make amends, come in What are you standing at the