Chapter 41

Lysander’s gaze shifted towards the entrance, and sure enough, there she was, broom in hand, apparently ready to get down to scrubbing

Was she Evelyn?

Why did Hertha, the lady who just entered, addressed her Thalassa?

Was that her real name?

Faye, who was already on edge, felt her anxiety skyrocket when she heard Hertha call out Thalassa’s name and saw Lysander’s face darken abruptly.

Her heart pounded like a jackhammer, as if her secret was about to be spilled, and she was scared stiff of being offed by Lysander himself.

Thalassa lifted her gaze to meet Hertha’s, who was now shooting her a desperate plea.

She too had heard Hertha calling her out.

skip a beat. She thought, “I’m screwed! Now, Mr. Sinclair, Faye, and

bound to be sacked and publicly shamed.

and the current situation was just rubbing salt

left and could only linger at the

to respond, when she caught Lysander’s icy and piercing gaze She choked on the words

identities are you juggling?” Lysander tossed his pen and leaned back in his chair, his icy

demeanor was frosty as he scrutinized

pen did a pirouette on the table before clattering to the floor, the sharp

I didn’t mean to.” Thalassa stammered,

was Faye. She was scared stiff that Lysander would uncover Thalassa’s true identity, realizing

about to interrupt Thalassa when a strident female

you’re still

tails of the situation, she was shoved hard,

heavily made up and radiating arrogance. It was she who

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