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.

a polite smile in return. “David,

I got the boot. No clue who he’s waiting for. Anyone else would just be

words was clear as day.

Sinclair’s waiting for, how would I? I’m here to see him on some business. Is he still in his

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

circled back to her after all that beating around the bush. Couldn’t the man just speak his mind? Why the need for mental

knocked

receiving a grunt of permission, she entered. Lysander sat behind his desk, his formidable frame enveloped in a black leather

her breath instinctively slowed,

wrestled with herself before coming. The villa

memento.

that since Lysander had offered a trade, she had to relinquish

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

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