The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 167

Thalassa had a slim figure, she was curvy in all the right places and carried an exotic charm. She was the pure yet sensual type that men were drawn to.

Next to her, Daryl looked like a plain Jane with an average face and average body, totally paling in comparison.

Daryl couldn’t help but face the harsh reality, sighing, “Mr. Sinclair is so handsome and a top–notch guy. I wonder who’s gonna be the lucky lady to land him.”

The receptionist chimed in, “Well, it isn’t gonna be you, that’s for sure. You better get back to work, or do you think the company will pay you for nothing?”

Daryl pulled a face and headed to the bathroom, looking like she was down in the dumps.

After overhearing their conversation, Thalassa wiped the sweat off her forehead. Who would win Mr. Sinclair’s heart in the future was anyone’s guess, but she knew all too well who he used to fancy.

Once everyone dispersed, Thalassa took the elevator to the top floor.

Her job was to clean the executive floors.

everything spick and span before Lysander

had already started work, and his office was still

up the whole place, Thalassa finally made her

thought he would have left by now, it being knock–off time and all. But to

in, and started cleaning, trying her best not to make

no choice but to clean his desk. It was part of her job, and skipping it would result in docked

was wiping the desk, she could feel Lysander’s presence right beside her. His seent wafted over her like a spray, with a strong hint of musk

filled

combined with his overwhelming presence, made Thalassa’s

that Lysander was

so close to him, the memories of that night

and faster, like a pony galloping at breakneck speed on

daring to lift her head,