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.

offered a polite smile in return. “David, haven’t you finished work

stick around for Mr. Sinclair’s all-nighter, but I got the boot. No clue who he’s waiting for. Anyone else would just

in David’s words was clear

a moment but quickly recovered. “If a clever guy like you doesn’t know who Mr. Sinclair’s

all we know, he might be waiting for you, Ms. Everhart.” David’s smile was measured. After

all that beating around the bush. Couldn’t the man just speak

Lysander’s office, Thalassa knocked

sat behind his desk, his formidable frame enveloped in a black leather

her breath instinctively slowed, cowed by his imposing

care. “Here’s the contract and keys for the Central Ring Villa. It’s all yours to handle.” She’d wrestled with herself before coming. The villa was

memento.

had offered a trade, she had to relinquish the

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

gaze fixed on her, his presence