The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 166

On Monday, Thalassa returned to work at the Sinclair Group.

The cleaning department manager sent her to the first floor lobby to help out the new cleaner.

After Joie left, the cleaning department hired another cleaner, Daryl, a 25 year old young woman, two years younger than Thalassa.

She was attracted by the high salary the Sinclair Group offered. Unable to get into other departments, she chose the cleaning department

In this department, as long as you worked hard, you could get in. The educational requirements were not high.

The salary offered in the Sinclair Group’s cleaning department was much higher than that offered by many other companies. It was a good job opportunity. This not only attracted older women but also many young people.

First, there was Joie, who was 30, then Thalassa, who was 27, and now Daryl, who was 25.

People often thought that cleaners were middle–aged women, but working at the Sinclair Group was very lucrative, so it attracted young women to work as cleaners.

to start. After cleaning the lobby, Thalassa was ready to take the

entrance, and the air

at the front desk wamed, “Mr. Sinclair is here;

Lysander in a handmade black suit. He was tall,

was followed by his

receptionist had already respectfully stepped

moved over to stand with them, straightening her back and

passed, his deep gaze swept over them, but it was only a fleeting glance before his focus returned to the front and he

the brief moment, Thalassa’s heart raced under his

until Lysander and his entourage entered the elevator and the doors closed

“Mr. Sinclair is so handsome! Was he looking at me just now? Oh my God, Mr. Sinclair looked at me! My heart is about to jump out of

become a little unsure and turned to Thalassa. “Mr. Sinclair was

gave an awkward smile and

was even more excited, and her eyes filled with joy. “I knew it! I’m so beautiful that even a handsome man like Mr. Sinclair

said coldly. “Don’t flatter yourself. Mr. Sinclair wasn’t looking at you. He just happened to glance in this direction. Mr. Sinclair wouldn’t even look at a wealthy, beautiful, and curvaceous woman like Faye. Why would he look