The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 732

“Thalassa, you’re back.” The front desk lady at the Sinclair Group warmly greeted her.

Thalassa responded with a smile. “Yes, I am here on behalf of the Crawley Group to discuss a collaboration with Mr. Sinclair. Could you please give him a call?”

She was always polite to the front desk lady.

“I’m sorry, Thalassa.” The woman apologized. “Mr. Sinclair has left instructions that you’re not to be allowed in. I don’t think I can even announce your arrival.”

An hour ago, she received an email stating that Thalassa was not allowed to enter their offices.

The front desk lady was puzzled. Why the sudden order?

An hour later, Thalassa was here.

It seemed like Mr. Sinclair had anticipated her arrival.

Thalassa’s smile faltered. She had been wondering what would happen when she met Lysander, but she hadn’t expected to be turned away at the door.

She glanced at the clock, regained her smile, and said, “It’s okay. I can wait downstairs.”

at some point since it was only an hour from lunchtime,

kindly reminded her. “Mr. Sinclair left the office half an hour ago. He’s not

waiting here was

he go?”

“I don’t know Mr. Sinclair’s schedule. Maybe you could

her an awkward

take her

screwed him over twice. He must be resentful towards

cleaner to Mr. Sinclair’s secretary, huh? Those who sleep their way to the top never last long. Weren’t you

with a mop, coming to clean the floor at her feet. “Excuse me, this floor

was being purposefully

felt uncomfortable and stepped on her

asked, trying to pull her mop free.

me. I want you to look up and see who’s higher. The person or the dog?” Thalassa said while

me?” Daryl was

fault that you think you’re a

desk lady couldn’t