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 out?

from his office,

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

got off early today. Let’s hit the shops” Hertha looped her arm through

still had $800, and she hadn’t yet bought winter clothes for the kids. So she

left the Sinclair Group building, a

Hertha thought they were obstructing the car’s path

with long eyes and a tantalizing

smile Thalassa, you just left the

was a bit weird, like something

and said defensively, “I have nothing to do with

of charm and mischief, 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 thick as

direct and made Thalassa blush

to crawl into a hole and hide.

and his friend was

such things

Hertha, let’s go!’ Thalassa, her face beet red, stormed