The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 71

Hey there, Mr. Sinclair Thalassa greeted him with a forced smile.

As long as she wasn’t the one feeling awkward, she didn’t care who did.

Lysander glanced at his shoe, which now sported a foot-shaped imprint, and gazed at her with a cold stare. “Is this how you always greet people?”

Thalassa noticed the dirt smudge on his shoe, realized it was her fault, and quickly whipped out a rag from her waist while squatting down to clean it. “Sorry, didn’t mean to Let me get that for you.”

She used the same rag she used for cleaning tables to scrub his shoe,

Lysander frowned. He was clearly not a fan of this.

After stepping away from her touch, he hissed, “Get out!”

“Sure thing.”

Thalassa grabbed her mop and bolted out of the office

If it weren’t for the paycheck, she wouldn’t be in his office.

her to get

quickly retreated from his office, his gaze darkening.

to

Let’s hit the shops” Hertha looped her arm through Thalassa’s, leading her out

she hadn’t yet bought winter clothes for

a flashy silver Porsche pulled up

they were obstructing the car’s path and

down, revealing a hardsome man with long eyes and a tantalizing mole at the

charming, devilish smile Thalassa, you just left the Sinclair group. I didn’t see Lysander with you.”

was a bit weird, like something was

defensively, “I have nothing to do with Lysander.

were sitting on his lap and even cleaned up

direct and made Thalassa

wanted to crawl into a hole and

was a weirdo, and his friend

say such

face beet red, stormed off, dragging Hertha with