Chapter 495
Thalassa gasped
Was she really that different? Perhaps his resentment was steering his taste towards a path of venting.
“Take a break from work and brew some coffee,” David suggested.
With no other option, Thalassa rose to prepare the coffee.
It was her job, after all. Making coffee was part of her daily responsibilities.
David exited the office seeing her stand up and brew coffee.
Thalassa chose the freshest coffee beans, grinding them to perfection, brewing the coffee, and adding a small spoonful of sugar and a touch of cream.
She then carried the coffee towards the CEO’s office.
She gently knocked on the door and, upon being granted permission, she entered with caution.
Lysander, sitting on his executive chair, was exuding an air of profound authority and unparalleled luxury.
David was standing at the desk and reporting his work, “Mr. Sinclair, all the information on the toy shop owner has been sent to your inbox.”
“Alright, get back to work,” Lysander dismissed him with a wave of his hand.
David left the room, leaving Thalassa clutching the coffee tighter.
The toy shop owner?
Could it possibly be the same toy store owner she had encountered the previous day?
Why was Lysander investigating her?
Maybe because she had interacted with the owner, and even transferred money to her?
Confused and anxious, Thalassa’s breath hitched slightly.
Lysander’s icy gaze landed on her. “Are you planning to stand there until the coffee gets cold?”
His deep, resonant voice was bringing a natural sense of intimidation. Thalassa snapped out of her daze, her hand trembling slightly.
She managed to steady herself, or the coffee would spill all over the place.
Coming back to her senses, she managed to steady her breath, approached the desk, gently placed the coffee down, and said cautiously, “Mr. Sinclair, your coffee.” She then stood still, her gaze darting occasionally to Lysander’s computer, trying to catch a glimpse of whatever he had about the toy shop owner. Could it be related to her?
She glanced at the computer and found a clean desktop screen. No file was opened.
Thinking her action had gone unnoticed, she withdrew her gaze. And her eyes met Lysander’s deep, frosty gaze.
They were incredibly deep and dangerously unreadable, making Thalassa’s heart jolt.
“You seem very interested in my computer, hmm?” Lysander questioned, his eyes fixated on her.
Laughing nervously, Thalassa quickly denied, “No, no, I was just waiting to see if you had any further instructions, Mr. Sinclair. If not, I’ll take my leave.”
With that, she hurried out of the office, clutching her chest, trying to calm her racing heart.
Lysander was indeed an intimidating man.
Once she had managed to regulate her breathing somewhat, Thalassa’s worry returned.
She had a gut feeling that the toy store owner David had mentioned was definitely the one she knew.
What had they discovered, and was it related to her?
Would they find out about the children?
Back in her office, Thalassa was on edge. The fear and anxiety of the unknown was agonizing.
In the CEO’s office, Lysander took a sip of his coffee, his eyes fixed on the computer screen as he opened the email.