Chapter 91
The elevator was buzzing with chatter, female employees gossiping left, right and centre.
“Here’s the tea, girls. Yesterday, Faye confessed her feelings to Mr. Sinclair, but got shot down hard.”
“Really? Faye is so gorgeous, and she’s Mr. Sinclair’s personal secretary. If she got rejected, what chance do we have?”
“Let’s get real here. We’re lucky to be working at the Sinclair Group and catching a glimpse of Mr. Sinclair himself is a treat. Don’t get your hopes up, a woman pragmatically sipped at her coffee.
“I heard Mr. Sinclair is gay, he’s into dudes, another woman piped up, eyes shining with excitement.
Thalassa was just taking a sip of her coffee when this bombshell dropped, causing her to spew her drink everywhere, choking on her laughter.
Coffee splashed onto the woman in front, and Thalassa quickly apologized, pulling out a tissue to help clean up the mess. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
“No worries, I’ve got it,” Tia, the woman who had just announced Mr. Sinclair’s supposed sexual preference, accepted the tissue, wiping off her clothes.
“Don’t look so shocked, I’ve got the facts to back it up, Tia said, knowing that Thalassa was surprised by her revelation.
She continued, “Have you heard? Mr. Sinclair turned down Faye because, in his eyes, there’s no difference between her and a guy. Faye is so gorgeous, with a killer body and always dressed to kill. Any man would fall for her, but Mr. Sinclair had zero interest, even said she looked like a dude to him. What does that tell you? It means Mr. Sinclair is into men, not interested in
women at all.”
Thalassa was flabbergasted. How did the employees get wind of these juicy details? Even the reason for Mr. Sinclair’s rejection of Faye had made the rounds.
“Also, get this, to disguise his sexuality, Mr. Sinclair randomly picked a janitor to make out with in front of Faye, to kill her hopes. That janitor is no match for Faye, she’s plain and dowdy. Mr. Sinclair even had the nerve to say she was the real woman to him. Isn’t that just insulting Faye?” Tia was practically buzzing with excitement, laughing as she relayed the -gossip to Thalassa.
Thalassa was at a loss for words.
She was plain and dowdy?
Thalassa chuckled, “Who knows. Everyone has their own style, their own unique traits. How can we compare people?”
Tia blinked, laughing. “A janitor compared to a girl like Faye? They’re not even in the same league.”
“Ding!” The elevator stopped at the 10th floor, the Cleaning Department.
Thalassa gave her a small smile, stepping out of the elevator.
It took Tia a moment to catch on.
“Oh my God, was that the janitor Mr. Sinclair used to insult Faye?”
Back at the Cleaning Department on the 10th floor.
Other employees commented, “You’re slow on the uptake, discussing her right in front of her, even asking her opinion. You’re something else.”
Tia smacked her forehead, realizing her faux pas.
As Thalassa walked into the Cleaning Department, her boss, Noreen stopped her, “Thalassa, what the hell? Do you not want your paycheck anymore?”
Thalassa straightened her back, feeling guilty, ‘Director Noreen, I can explain.”
She didn’t try to seduce Lysander, he suddenly pulled her in, using her as an excuse to reject Faye.
She was innocent.
“What’s there to explain? The facts are clear as day, how can you explain this!” Noreen’s attitude was stern, her face filled with reproach.