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.

span before Lysander started work, but today

and his office was

Thalassa finally made her

by now, it being knock–off time and all. But to her

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

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

His seent wafted over

potent masculine aura, filled with sexual tension, enveloped

overwhelming presence, made Thalassa’s heartbeat quicken. Her heart

had no idea that Lysander was the man from that night five years

that she knew and was so close to him, the memories of that

her heart pounded harder and faster, like a pony galloping at breakneck

desk, not daring to lift her