Chapter 220 Elowen’s ball rolled onto the road, and she dashed out to retrieve it. Suddenly, a car sped toward her, almost hitting her. She picked up her ball stood still, and stared at the black car that had stopped not too far away. Her tiny, chubby, and round figure held the basketball, which almost looked bigger than her. With her clear, innocent, and beautiful big eyes reflecting fear, she stared at the man getting out of the car. David scanned the area and realized she was alone. He walked over to Elowen, squatted down to her level, checked her out to ensure she was not hurt, and noticed the scared expression on her pretty little face. David softly said, “Kiddo, you’re too young to be playing by the road alone. Where are your parents?” The girl’s eyes were clear, innocent, and beautiful. She was incredibly cute, like a chubby doll. It would be heartbreaking and regrettable if such a beautiful and adorable child got into an accident. How careless of the parents to let their child play alone by the road! If something unlucky happened to her, they would surely regret it. Elowen’s beautiful big eyes stared straight at him, her childish voice saying, “My mom’s at work, and my grandma went out. I wanted to find my grandma, but I don’t know where she is.” Elowen was playing ball in the neighborhood when she felt hungry and wanted some milk. Sut Evelyn told her before leaving that she had to deal with the boss and asked her to listen to the neighbor. She wanted milk but was too shy to tell the neighbor, so she went to look for her grandma. She had crossed two roads but still couldn’t find her grandma. “Your grandma left you home alone?” David asked. The girl’s innocent and adorable expression melted hearts. Her grandma was so careless as to leave her alone at home. Elowen was about to say she had a brother and a sister when the neighbor came rushing over and said, “Elowen, so you’re here.” Evelyn’s neighbor was a tall, thin, middle–aged woman with a straightforward personality. She was a friend of Evelyn’s and had a unique relationship with her, not quite close, but not distant either. Evelyn asked her to look after the children, and she agreed. But she wasn’t very careful since they weren’t her grandchildren, so she didn’t notice when the children went out to play. Afraid of losing the children and not being able to bear the responsibility, she hurried out to find them. “You naughty girl, you scared me to death, you know?” The neighbor scooped Elowen into her arms. David stood up, his expression serious, and said, “You need to keep a close eye on your own kid. If she gets hit on the road next time, it’ll be your loss.” The neighbor quickly apologized,saying, “Yes, yes, I’m sorry for the trouble.” Seeing that the woman was genuinely sorry, David didn’t say anything more, glanced at the little girl one more time, and returned to his car. “Bye, sir.” Elowen’s voice was as sweet as cotton candy. David turned around, smiled, and said, “Goodbye.” He then got into the car and drove off. Lysander had been sitting in the car the whole time, not getting out. Because he hadn’t slept well the night before, he was feeling tired and kept his eyes closed. It wasn’t until David started the car that he slowly opened his eyes. He saw a woman holding a little girl who had two braids and was extremely cute, like a beautiful doll. Her adorable image left a deep impression in his mind. Lysander started to recall where he had seen this little girl before. Turned out he’d seen her on the road when he was in Hollowbrook. Back then, she said he was handsome and wanted him to be her mom’s boyfriend. He didn’t expect to run into her here again.
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Chapter 219 Thalassa glanced at Cherry, then looked back at herself. If it were in the past Thalassa might have felt awkward, but now, after Evelyn’s drama, she saw the reality more clearly. She felt even more confident. With a smile, she said. “Mr. Sinclair suddenly promoted me to be his personal secretary. Isn’t that because he’s interested in me? If he is, I’ll bring my mom to let him marry me. That should be right, right?” “What? You’re the CEO’s personal secretary?” Daryl’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. Cherry, on the other hand, was not surprised at all but was stunned by Thalassa’s words. She really dared to say anything. *Thalassa, are you sure Mr. Sinclair is interested in you? From what I heard from David just now, Mr. Sinclair has a lot of women. His women are either socialites or princesses of wealthy families.” Cherry reminded her, trying to bring her back to reality. Thalassa was dismissive: “A person will eventually want to try something new after having the same taste for a long time. I thought Mr. Sinclair was a good man. Turns out he’s just playing around, a clear–cut playboy.” Cherry and Daryl both sucked in a breath of cold air. She actually dared to say that about Mr. Sinclair. Thalassa sighed: “If I can’t marry Mr. Sinclair, it’s okay to make some progress in my career. Being the CEO’s personal secretary is nice, but not enough. If I could be a senior manager and have a bit of Sinclair Group’s shares, that would be even better.” With that Thalassa, with a hopeful smile, stepped into the elevator. She deliberately amplified her ambition for Daryl and Cherry to hear. Although Cherry was low–key, she didn’t like gossip and wouldn’t spread it randomly. But with Daryl’s big mouth, she’s not worried that her ambition won’t spread. It’s better to let Lysander hear it too, let him get disgusted with her and then fire her! What she wanted most now was to be fired. If she got fired without having to pay a penalty and had two months‘ salary compensation, how great would that be? Daryl and Cherry looked at each other, both with shocked expressions on their faces. Daryl held her breath, and after a while, she let out an incredulous exclamation: “Has Thalassa gone crazy?” “Who knows?” Cherry sighed. The black Maybach sped down the street. David was driving in front, with Lysander’s elegant figure leaning on the back seat. “Mr. Sinclair, the company will definitely strengthen its defense in the future, situations like today won’t happen again.” David glanced at the rear–view mirror and respectfully said to Lysander, A woman actually ran into the company, claiming to be Mr. Sinclair’s mother–in–law. The idea of women wanting to be Lysander’s wife was simply crazy to the extreme. Lysander didn’t speak, he was closing his eyes to rest. He’s used to this kind of thing. Once at the airport, a woman ignored the bodyguards and screamed at him, saying she wanted to marry him and have his children. The bodyguards stopped her a few meters away from him, but the woman actually crawled under the bodyguards‘ legs to get to him. The craziness of these women had already surpassed his imagination. Suddenly, a child ran out at the intersection ahead, followed by a rolling ball. David was driving fast, and it looked like he was about to hit her. He hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and the car came to an abrupt stop. Looking at the little girl in front of the car, David said with a lingering fear, “Mr. Sinclair, there’s a little girl blocking our way and I’ll go check it out.” With that, David pushed the car door open and got out.
Chapter 218 David cut off Evelyn mid–sentence. He waved his hand to the security guard, signaling him to escort a woman out. “Please show this lady the door,” he said, before quickly following Lysander’s strides. The guards approached Evelyn and grabbed her by the arms. “Get off me!” Evelyn protested, furious. “This isn’t fair!” “Hold up!” Thalassa rushed over, maintaining a polite smile. “Let me handle this; you guys have done enough.” “Thalassa, they’ve really crossed the line.” Evelyn vented as soon as she saw Thalassa. Thalassa kept her smile, comforting her. “I know, I know. Just take a breather.” Seeing that the two women knew each other, the guards released Evelyn. “As employees of the Sinclair Group, we can’t let personal grudges get in the way of business, especially not with Mr. Sinclair,” one of them said to Thalassa. “I get it; it won’t happen again. Thanks.” Thalassa nodded in gratitude. The guards left and Evelyn was still fuming. Thalassa comforted her and took her to the break room. in the break room, it was just the two of them. Thalassa let out a sigh of frustration: “Mom, didn’t I tell you not to come to the company looking for our boss?” If I hadn’t come, who knows what kind of attitude our boss might have? What’s this about a line of women wanting to marry him long enough to fill a train? He should take a ood look at who my daughter is first. He’s clearly looking down on me. Plus, with so many women around Lysander, how can he handle them all? Thalassa, you can’t throw ourself into this.” Evelyn raged. Thalassa nodded. he’d heard what David said earlier. pparently, everyone was aware that only a rich princess was worthy of Lysander. sander had never considered marrying her. e gave her a villa and made her his secretary, all to make up for hurting her five years ago. he had misunderstood him, thinking his sense of responsibility meant he wanted to marry her. ne naively thought she could give her children a complete family. kay, I’ll stop right now. I’ll return the villa to him and cut all ties,” Thalassa said. elyn frowned. “The villa was a gift from him; you have no reason to return it! He hurt you so there has to be some compensation! You can’t return the villa! Just keep your stance from him.” e villa was their old house, built on their land, and Thalassa’s aunt lived there. she gave the villa back, Evelyn wouldn’t have anywhere to live. tha at’s more, considering the deep hurt Lysander had inflicted on her daughter, compensating with a villa was the least he could do. thers looked down on them, they wouldn’t stick around. alassa nodded lightly and said to Evelyn, “Let me take you home, mom.” need; you have work. I can go by myself. The kids are at the neighbors‘; I need to get back.” Evelyn stood up and hurriedly left. elassa saw Evelyn off and called a cab for her before returning to the company. the front desk, Cherry curiously asked her, “Thalassa, who was that older lady with you earlier?” hout hiding anything, Thalassa said bluntly, “That’s my mom.” erry’s mouth fell open in surprise. “Wow, she said she’s Mr. Sinclair’s future mother–in–law, so you’re?” it did vou say Thalacca’e mom is My Cinelaide but th
Chapter 217 Thalassa was Alina pretty antsy Wasn’t A. Smclair a bachelor? Why the heck would a mother–in–law show up looking for him? Did he be the knot on the down low? She really couldn’t wrap her head around these rich geople’s lives. As a secretary part of her job was dealing with the boss’s problems. “I’ve never heard of Mr. Sinclair getting hitched. Are you guys sure you haven’t crossed your wires? How about this? Let her chill for a sec. I’ll be right down.” It this lady was a phony, she couldn’t just let her run up and bother Mr. Sinclair. It she did, she’d be dropping the ball. But it this was actually Mr. Sinclair’s mother, turning her away at the door would be stepping on toes. That’d be dropping the ball, too. So she had to get to the bottom of this before she could make a call. Ahly thek The receptionist hung up the phone, kept her smile, and politely told the woman in front of her, “My apologies; our secretary says she’s never heard of Mr. Sinclair getting married. She asks that you hang tight for a moment while she comes down to see you.” Even was getting antsy. She wanted to prove her claim was legit, so she blurted out, “Mr. Sinclair built a mansion for our family. He even drove my daughter home. They’re datina, so I really am Mr. Sinclair’s future mother–in–law, Let me in; I need to have a chat with Mr. Sinclair.” Just then, the doors to the private elevator opened, and out came Lysander, radiating a noble air in his hand–tailored black suit and deep purple tie. Evelyn’s voice was loud. The second the elevator doors opened, Lysander heard her claim to be his future mother–in–law and her demand to see him. He stepped out of the elevator and looked toward the reception desk. “Good morning, Mr. Sinclair.” The receptionist greeted him as soon as she saw him standing straight. Evelyn quickly turned around. She saw a handsome, regal man standing there. A man she recognized from before in Hollowbrook. And the receptionist was calling him Mr. Sinclair. He was Thalassa’s boss, no doubt about it. “Mr. Sinclair, wait, I need to have a word with you.” Evelyn was always straightforward. She said what was on her mind. This time, she was here to talk about her daughter. Just then. Thalassa came out of the elevator. She was supposed to handle this mother–in–law situation. But before she could even reach the lobby, she saw a middle–aged woman chasing after Mr. Sinclair, looking like she had something urgent to say. And that middle–aged woman was her mom, Evelyn! Oh my god, why was her mom here, and why was she looking for their boss? Could it be that the woman who claimed to be Mr. Sinclair’s mother–in–law was Evelyn? She couldn’t believe that on her first day as a secretary, the first issue she had to handle for Mr. Sinclair was her own mother. Thalassa felt a surge of panic and quickened her pace. “Mr. Sinclair, I know my daughter might not be the cream of the crop. She’s been through some rough patches, and they still haunt her. But she’s a sincere and kind–hearted girl. If you really like her and are willing to step up to the plate, then please marry her. But if you’re just playing around and not ready to take responsibility, then please leave her alone.” Evelyn caught up to Lysander and said what she’d been rehearsing. Ever since the day Thalassa came home crying, saying people thought she wasn’t good enough for him, it had been breaking Evelyn’s heart. Even though she sometimes criticized her daughter for not being perfect, seeing her hurt was like a dagger to her own heart. David, Lysander’s right–hand man, stopped Evelyn from getting any closer. As Lysander’s chief assistant, he’d seen countless women go gaga over Lysander, chasing after him because of his looks, his background, or his wealth. Evelyn’s situation, using her daughter as an excuse to pester Lysander, was nothing new to him. David blocked Evelyn, preventing her from following, and sternly told her, “Ma’am, Mr. Sinclair doesn’t fall for just anyone. There are plenty of women who want to become Mrs. Sinclair, but you need to be clear about your daughter’s real identity.”
Chapter 216 own without approval, she’d owe the company 50k. On the flip side, if she gets sacked, the company would cough up two Chapter 216 alassa walked out of the office, let out a sigh of relief, and finally loosened up after she left. If she hadn’t pushed Lysander away just now, she might have been forced into some kind of hanky–panky with him. He said he’d take responsibility for her but made her his personal secretary. Her pay got bumped up, but she was closer to him than ever. The more Thalassa thought about it, the more it seemed like he was trying to start an office romance or even make her his mistress. If she can’t quit, then she’d just have to mess up on purpose. If she got sacked, she could live with that. Getting fired still came with two months of salary; that’s not chump change! David led Thalassa to an office. This was the office Faye used to work in. would cough up bwa From now on, this is your office, Ms. Everhart. Your job duties and the President’s schedule are all on the computer. Have a look when you get a chance,” David briefed Thalassa of her work. “Got it, David; I’m on it,” Thalassa replied politely. David left after that, heading back to his own workstation, Thalassa sat at her computer and started reading the files. The phone rang, and she picked it up. t was Cherry from the front desk. “Hi, secretary to the President, there’s a lady here who says she’s Mr. Sinclair’s mother–in–law and she’s here to see him.” Thalassa’s transfer hadn’t been announced internally yet, the front desk only knew that a new secretary had arrived today, but they didn’t know it was Thalassa. Per protocol, if someone was here to see Mr. Sinclair, they needed to notify his personal secretary, Thalassa asked in surprise, “Mr. Sinclair’s mother–in–law?” Cherry found her voice familiar, and after a moment, she realized it was Thalassa. Thalassa used to be a cleaner, and although her main job was cleaning the top floor, she often came down to the first floor to help out. he was around the same age as the receptionist, and they often chatted. o, the front desk staff were very familiar with Thalassa’s voice. he suppressed her surprise, kept her cool, and said, “Yes, ghly this time. The meat of the contract was this: if she quits on her own without approval she’d owe the company 50%. On the tip shle, if she gets sacked, the cor months of her salary. The trial period was one month, and if she screws up during that time, the company has the right to fire her. So getting sacked was actually a better deal. Now, she couldn’t quit. Lysander had just made it clear he wouldn’t approve her resignation. If she insisted on leaving, she’d owe the company 20k. She couldn’t even scrounge up 5k right now, where was she supposed to get 20k? So, signing the contract was the best game plan. After reading the contract, Thalassa signed on the dotted line. Then she put down the paperwork and said to Lysander, “Mr. Sinclair, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way,” Lysander didn’t try to keep her around. as the right to … Read More “The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet by Thalassa Chapter 216” »
Chapter 215 Taxa Nd YATMAN KONNTE all over myself.” Texan was probably because she was peparing formula for the kids every day and spending time with them, so she had their scent on her. TAX was so stxt have knoWK Lavay dont Autobe the subject. Me took out a document from a folder and handed it to Thalassa. “Starting today, you’re transferred to the secretarial department.” MASSAXX xues from him, started by his words “What?” She was banned from the janitorial department to the secretarial department? Tass Quick glanced at document. It was a transfer notice the secretarial department, the position was the CEO’s personal secretary! Tase se base over Fave’s role The says the sand dollars a month! The salary was sedactie Nut Mt. Secial, can I really” Thalassa wanted to say, Was this really okay? What? Are you worried you can’t handle this position?” Lysander retorted. He had checked Thalassa’s major was related, but she did not graduate. Thalassa ere bing her to She was hesitating. It wasn’t that she didn’t have the ability. She had sought similar work before, but all companies turned her down. A colege colora was a basic requirement for a job. She didn’t have a diploma, and no matter how capable she was, nobody wanted her. So to make ends meet she had to do jobs that didn’t require high academic qualifications. Lysander suddenly promoted her to secretary, she wasn’t lacking confidence in herself, but she didn’t trust the world, nor did she trust him. Thalassa spoke her true thoughts “Mr. Sinclair, I’m just a regular janitor, suddenly becoming a high–level secretary will cause gossip. And I don’t need you to help me by charging my job” “Wish my order, who dares to gossip?” Lysander spoke coldly. He looked at her and said, “I said I’ll take responsibility for you so I won’t turn a blind eye,” He was just giving her a chance to prove herself, how could this be charity? He wanted to take responsibility for her? Thalassa began to feel nervous. “Mr. Sinclair, I can’t accept this position and I think I’d better resign.” His so–called responsibility was not marrying her but helping her with money. No matter how much money she had, she wouldn’t do such a thing. She might as well resign and stay away from him. 7 won’t approve. You’d better look at the janitorial contract again. If you resign unilaterally, you’ll have to compensate the company twenty thousand dollars for transition expenses. Whether you sign the secretary contract or compensate for the loss, it’s up to you.” Lysander’s tone was firm, with no room for negotiation. Thalassa’s breath hitched. Her mind was filled with the twenty thousand dollars in compensation! She hadn’t even solved the five thousand dollars compensation yet. Where could she afford so much money? Thinking about it, being a CEO’s secretary wasn’t a bad thing. As long as she could keep a distance from Lysander. Being competent for the secretary position could also give her a chance to showcase her capabilities, and she could earn a salary of five thousand dollars a month. There was a solution to compensating him for the car tire. Now she could start saving money. Considering this. Thalassa mustered up her courage, made up her mind, and said, “I’ll sign.”
Chapter 214 Thabe’s helt uskoty hammered in her chest No eh he almost bathed out the truth Tooch varying count really land her by hot water Exxans bied her chin with his index finder, forcing her face toward him. Hochandhome face was brooding and cold Thalaved was abady on ede but his penetrat She awkward and uneasy. She tried “Souvou care a lot about my Bre. “Lysa Med by Abdeep eyes revealing Novemben aurav Thakkamax yene hard to black eyes were deep, and he stared at her intensely as if ade her so nervous she could hardly breathe. to see right Cool: “Only kids would mess with ws, no adult would accidentally endure th voice, deep as a cello, resounded. tremely dangerous for Thalassa, she squirmed Alias Art curious and took a look, accide dance herself from his car. infortably, trying to escape from his grasp. ling out the nail. I would have done the same if it was someone else’s car,” #the knew that it was her son who punctured his tire, that would be a total disaster. She said she would have done the same if it was someone else’s car. 7 sta ade Lysander feel uncomfortable. “You are such a troublemaker, then you better fix this mess,” Lysander said it coldly. Her scent and her fair skin were so close, making him restless, She started squirming again, even through the fabric, he could feel her softness. He grabbed her waist, putting her towards him, his large hand firmly holding her waist, not letting her move. His lips approached hers with a hint of punishment. His hard growed her stender waist like a clamp, making her unable to move. His strong masculine scent surrounded her, and her heart was like a magnet attracted to him, beating wildly. His face got closer and closer, she opened her eyes wide in shock, then tightly shut them. Lysander lifted her face and kissed her lips as she wished, gently kissing her. Her softness directly ignited his desire. His Kiss became deeper and deeper. Thalassa felt nervous, panicked, and confused. What was happening right now? There was no proper reason! She was not some woman to be toyed with. Thalassa put her hands on his chest and forcefully pushed him away. Lysander felt her disobedience, he had forcefully taken her once five years ago, and he felt guilty about it. He would not let her get hurt again. He let go of her lips but did not let her go, his face was close to hers, his ear against hers. Thalassa was panting, and his scent was still lingering on her lips. Lysander’s hot breath sprayed on her ear, and his deep voice said, “I’ve always noticed you have a special scent on you.” Thalassa subconsciously asked, “What scent?” “You smell like milk,” Lysander said. It was a different scent from the natural magnolia perfume on her body. It was faint, but very pleasant. In the past he had noticed this scent, but today it was stronger than ever. Hearing this. Thalassa suddenly stiffened. She was already nervous and confused, this comment made her even more flustered, and her heart began … Read More “The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet by Thalassa Chapter 214” »
Chapter 213 of pak tot a full blown repla ack eyes were deep, and he stared at her intensely as if ade her so nervous she could hardly breathe. to see right Cool: “Only kids would mess with ws, no adult would accidentally endure th voice, deep as a cello, resounded. tremely dangerous for Thalassa, she squirmed Alias Art curious and took a look, accide dance herself from his car. infortably, trying to escape from his grasp. ling out the nail. I would have done the same if it was someone else’s car,” #the knew that it was her son who punctured his tire, that would be a total disaster. cement that way, she could save some dough. But to and and meet her interest in his car Max, she was really on a creek without a paddle. but she could say no. The uny was too intimidating After pulling herself together, report by the cleaning department The resistant thanks to you amitysander have something going on? TARK ACAAN www.aldeak HANCHAVATAN he pick your over me if there’s nothing fishy going on? Daryl asked with a puzzled look. out about why I sander wanted to see her in his office. And now thist ke? There’ll be folks saving she’s sleeping her way to the top and that she’s shameless. ekke? has many branches, and they couldn’t find a cleaner at one of the branches. So, Lysander asked me to clean all the heavy lifting, I should share some of the load, right?” Daryl said. YOUR We should get going it’s tim and headed to the top too kily, her job was to clean that very floor. Nobody would ************* vest up her count and knocked lightly **60*4*606 71***** // ********X AXN NS SAYKAY MONNYrs tapping tightly on the desk. His demeanor was regal yet languid, yet it was full of fire thought a kit was pranking you, so I pulled it out.” xsssover Thalassa, and the atmosphere in the office became increasingly tense. The back ON ANY SANAYANs ****** Tambackward she was about to tall, Lysander quickly extended his arm to catch her slender waist, AVAS NAMLANAN SAP stands her, his omineering aura enveloping her. He asked. “How do you know it was a kid?”
Chapter 212 Thalassa stood in front of a black Rolls Royce, its polished surface still gleaming with a luxurious sheen, even in the absence of light. She did a lap around the car and noticed a punctured tire. The tire was flat causing one side of the car to sit lower than the other. Crouching down, Thalassa inspected the tire closely. Near the ground, she spotted a silver needle embedded in the rubber. That was the culprit that punctured the tire. She reached out to grasp the end of the needle, pulling with all her might to yank it out. But the needle was lodged deeply, and despite her efforts, it wouldn’t budge. Perhaps it was because she couldn’t muster enough strength while crouching that she stood up, bent over, and gave it her all, gripping the end of the needle. One, two, three! “Whoosh!” The needle finally came out. As the needle was freed from the tire, her body, due to the excessive force, toppled backward. She braced herself for a painful butt–landing. But suddenly, she crashed into a solid, wide, lean, and strong embrace. She hit the man’s chest with such force that it would’ve knocked an average person off his feet. But this man was strong, extremely steady, tall with powerful legs, and had a tremendous sense of stability. He didn’t even flinch, instead, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his chest. In his strong masculine presence and his cold, intimidating aura, Thalassa hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” In her panicked gaze, she saw his chiseled face, his deep–set features, and his star–like eyes–handsome and profound. Thalassa’s speech faltered, her heart skipped a beat. “Holy cow, it’s Lysander!” She quickly moved out of his embrace, nervously saying, “Mr. Sinclair, what a coincidence.” Lysander took a step towards her, his gaze intense and shadowed. Thalassa felt overwhelmed by his powerful aura, nearly breathless. His towering figure loomed over her, stepping closer and closer. Thalassa retreated in fear. Realizing she was still holding the needle, she quickly hid it behind her, putting up a nervous smile towards Lysander. Soon, her back hit the car, and she was cornered with nowhere to go. Lysander leaned against the car, trapping her between his chest and the vehicle. He leaned in, his hot breath getting closer and closer. His strong, masculine scent enveloped her, a scent so familiar to her from a stormy night five years ago, when this scent had once entangled her. Thalassa’s heart pounded like crazy, his lips were getting closer, and she nervously turned her face away. But Lysander just missed her lips, whispering in her ear with his deep, magnetic voice, “You seem quite interested in my car.” His heavy breath tickled her sensitive ear, causing her to shrink her neck. She hastily explained, “No, it’s not like that, Mr. Sinclair, you’re misunderstanding and I’m not interested in your car.” “So you’re interested in me?” Lysander’s deep voice held a hint of huskiness. His implicit and mysterious words made Thalassa’s heart race and her cheeks involuntarily flush. Just as she was about to say something. Lysander cut her off, and his commanding voice echoed again: “Come to my office in ten minutes.” With that, he released his hold on her and stepped into the elevator. Watching his retreating figure. Thalassa clutched her racing heart, trying to calm herself down. * **************
Chapter 211 Before Thalassa could say a word, Hertha swiftly changed the subject, circling back to the topic that had almost caused her to rear–end the car in front of her, “You just said the kids‘ dad is Lysander?” Her wide eyes were filled with shock, glued to Thalassa, afraid to miss any subtle change in her expression, In contrast to her excitement, Thalassa simply nodded, “Yep.” “Holy cow, am I dreaming or what?” Hertha was beside herself, like she had just won the lottery. “Thalassa, pinch me, see if I feel it.” The kids‘ dad was Lysander, with whom they were just discussing how he passed away. If Lysander knew, he would have flipped his lid. Seeing her reaction, Thalassa chuckled, “You’re reacting just like me when I first heard.” “Well duh! That’s Lysander we’re talking about! King of power, helmsman of a wealthy family, the man every woman dreams of but can’t touch. Look at you! Not only did you have his kid, you had four!” Hertha held up four fingers in a mix of awe and shock. The traffic light had turned green, and cars had already moved along, but Hertha’s car was still parked there as she excitedly chatted away with Thalassa. Cars behind had grown impatient, honking their horns. Thalassa urged her to start driving. Only then did Hertha snap back to reality and drove away. Once they reached a safe spot. Hertha simply pulled over, continuing her chat with Thalassa and wanting to know all the details. Thalassa was also feeling down. She told Hertha everything about her encounter and recognition with Lysander five years ago and five years later. She also talked about Lysander’s dislike for children and Zephyr’s disdain for her, saying she was not good enough for Lysander and even accusing her of selling her body for status. “Oh my god, if Lysander knew about your four kids, the Sinclair family would surely kick you out and take the kids. Then you’d lose both the man and the kids.” Hertha analyzed, drawing her conclusion. That was also Thalassa’s worry, Lysander didn’t like kids and couldn’t offer paternal love, and the grandparents in the Sinclair family were hoping for Lysander to have grandchildren. Zephyr looked down on her and would definitely not allow Lysander to marry her. When that happened, the Sinclair family would snatch away her kids and kick her out, and Lysander would marry a rich heiress, effectively finding a stepmother for the kids. Her kids would not only lack a father’s love but also be bullied by the stepmother. Thinking about this, Thalassa felt suffocated. That’s why she mustn’t let anyone from the Sinclair family know about her children’s existence. Hertha shared her sentiments. “That Lysander, so ruthless to his own son, even demanding $5000!” Hertha hit the steering wheel in anger, causing the horn to honk. Passersby were looking at them like they were crazy. The number 5000 immediately struck a nerve in Thalassa. She looked at Hertha in disbelief and said. “What did you say, $5000?” Hertha nodded calmly. “Yes, the price for a Rolls Royce tire is even more than that, this is a discounted price.” Thalassa was stunned. For her already not–so–wealthy family, this was adding fuel to the fire. Hertha dropped her off at the Sinclair Group, then drove off to work. Instead of going straight into the company, Thalassa went to the underground parking lot. She wanted to see how bad the punctured tire was and if it really had to be replaced. Couldn’t it just be patched up?