Chapter 112

After finishing reading the documents, Lysander glanced at his watch.

It was already half past five, the end of the working day. He made an internal call to the HR department.

“Please send me Thalassa’s home address.”

The HR manager, hearing Lysander’s voice, was surprised and somewhat worried, and she asked, “Mr. Sinclair, do you mean Thalassa from the cleaning department?”

Usually, she had to deal with a ton of employee data every day, so she didn’t remember specific employee details.

However, the recent buzz about the love triangle between Lysander, Faye, and Thalassa from the cleaning department had made Thalassa’s name stick in her mind.

She was still unsure if Lysander was actually calling her for the home address of a regular cleaner.

“Yes.”

HR manager quickly replied, “Alright, Mr. Sinclair, I’ll

home address was sent

drove to Thalassa’s

in the cleaning department every day, often facing exclusion

would rather take on the task of cleaning the company’s restrooms than resign. She stood her ground at the Sinclair group, trying her best to

kind of environment had shaped her unyielding

had turned yellow. Thalassa lived on the third floor, and

railings in the stairwell had rusted, and each

environment was pretty

wasn’t born with a silver spoon in his mouth

repulsion, but

the door of

from inside. Then the door opened and revealed a plainly dressed old

She looked somewhat familiar.

her face. She looked at him, surprised for a moment, then

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