The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 916

David, always sharp as a tack, somehow dropped the ball this time.

With a glance as cold as the steel of a knight’s sword, Lysander issued a chilling ultimatum: “If you don’t leave now, prepare to burn the midnight oil every day for the next year.”

David blinked, taken aback, and quickly stammered, “I’m on my way out, right this second.”

With that, he scurried out of the CEO’s office.

No sooner had he stepped into the hall than he spotted Thalassa emerging from the elevator.

Seeing her, it clicked for David. The reason Lysander, who usually clocked out with the precision of Big Ben, was sticking around because he was waiting for someone.

And who else could command such attention from Lysander, if not Thalassa?

“Hello, Ms. Everhart,” David greeted her, taking the initiative.

in return. “David, haven’t

got the boot. No clue who he’s

words was clear as day.

faltered for a moment but quickly recovered. “If a clever guy like you doesn’t know who Mr. Sinclair’s waiting for, how would I? I’m here to see him on

you, Ms. Everhart.” David’s smile was measured. After a courteous nod to Thalassa, he stepped into the elevator and the doors closed

back to her after all that beating around the bush. Couldn’t

Thalassa knocked lightly on the

formidable frame enveloped in a black leather chair, exuding an aura of deep-seated authority.

Thalassa approached, her breath instinctively slowed, cowed

It’s all yours to handle.” She’d wrestled with herself before coming. The villa

memento.

knew that since Lysander had offered a trade,

with his commanding desires and intense possessiveness, allow her to keep something from Leopold?

talk about this?” Lysander’s profound gaze fixed on her, his presence sending