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.

she would get everything spick and span before Lysander started

and his office

the whole place, Thalassa finally made her way to Lysander’s

by now, it being knock–off time and all. But to her surprise, Lysander was still sitting at his desk,

tiptoed in, and started cleaning, trying her best not to make a sound and disturb

cleaning everything else, she had no choice but to clean his desk. It was part of

her. His seent wafted over her

filled

familiar woody scent, combined with his overwhelming presence, made Thalassa’s heartbeat

idea that Lysander was the man from that

him, the memories of that night

heart pounded harder and faster, like a pony galloping at

the desk, not daring to lift her head, and was about to make