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.

he told her to get

she quickly retreated from his

afternoon, just as Thalassa was about to clock out, Hertha came looking for

the shops” Hertha looped her

finances. She still had $800, and she hadn’t yet bought

Group building, a flashy silver Porsche pulled up

Hertha thought they were obstructing the car’s path and

down, revealing a hardsome man with long eyes and a

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

bit weird, like something was wrong

have nothing to do

chuckled. The other day at Sapphire Skyline, you were sitting on his lap and even cleaned up after him. And you say there’s nothing between you? I bet you two are

words were direct and made Thalassa

wanted to crawl into

was a weirdo, and his

such things in public?

Thalassa, her face beet red, stormed off, dragging Hertha