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.

told her

as she quickly retreated from

about to clock out, Hertha came

Hertha looped her arm through Thalassa’s, leading her out of the Sinclair Group

she hadn’t yet bought winter clothes

the Sinclair Group building, a flashy silver Porsche pulled

obstructing the car’s

man with long eyes and

smile Thalassa, you just left the Sinclair group. I didn’t see

was a bit weird, like something

her grip on Hertha’s arm and said defensively, “I have nothing to do with

lap and even cleaned up after him. And you say there’s nothing between

direct and made

into a hole and hide.

his

could he say such

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

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