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.

spick and span before Lysander

started work, and his office

up the whole place, Thalassa finally made her

being knock–off time and all. But to her

trying her best not to

cleaning everything else, she had no choice but to clean his desk. It was part of her job, and skipping it would result

Lysander’s presence right beside her. His seent wafted over her like a spray, with a strong hint of musk and a

aura, filled with sexual tension, enveloped

overwhelming presence, made Thalassa’s heartbeat quicken. Her heart began to pulsate like boiling

Thalassa had no idea that Lysander was the man from that night

knew and was so close to him, the memories of that night were vividly resurfacing in Thalassa’s

hot as her heart pounded harder and faster, like a pony galloping

to lift her head, and was