The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Lysander walked past Thalassa without even glancing in her direction.

Even though it’s October and the autumn chill is supposed to be in the air, today’s weather is pretty

warm with the sun shining high. Not cold at all.

But as Lysander passed, Thalassa felt a shiver.

She didn’t get what was going on, so she turned to David for answers.

David didn’t say a word, just shot her a look that screamed “get out of here!” before he followed

Lysander into the office.

Thalassa saw the look on David’s face, but she had no clue what he was happening.

She had been dying to clear the air with Lysander and finally, he was back at the office.

She couldn’t miss this opportunity.

Every extra day she waited, she would bear another day of false accusations.

She dropped the mop she was holding, walked over to the office door and rapped gently on the frame.

The door wasn’t closed, and the atmosphere inside was as tense as a tightrope.

Lysander and Zephyr sat on the couch, both looking dead serious.

David was standing next to them, reporting, “Mr. Sinclair, there must be a mole…”

Thalassa wanted to fight for her own justice, so she stepped into the office. The moment she walked in,

she could feel the pressure, making her tread lightly.

She walked up to Lysander and said, “Mr. Sinclair, I need to have a word with you.”

Lysander looked up, his eyes icy and piercing.

He didn’t say a word, just one look from him made Thalassa feel scared. But she knew she had to clear

her name, she couldn’t back down now.

She stood tall and told Lysander, “Mr. Sinclair, I wasn’t the one who spread those rumors. Someone is

trying to frame me!”

After she finished, Lysander’s cold gaze was fixed on her, adding to her stress.

Thalassa stared at him blankly, not understanding his reaction.

David, standing next to her, tried to signal her with his eyes not to say any more.

She noticed David kept looking at her and asked curiously, “David, what’s wrong? Do your eyes hurt?”

David was speechless.

He gave a wry smile, then glanced at Lysander’s icy stare, and awkwardly explained, “Been pulling too

many all-nighters recently, my eyes are a bit sore.”

‘Oh, is that so? David, don’t forget to rest while working. You can only work well when you’re healthy,”

Thalassa advised David.

David nodded, although he kept up a smile, he was feeling pretty uneasy inside.

He thought to himself, “Thalassa, you’re such a rookie in the workplace. Not only can you not read

Lysander’s face, but you also can’t understand my hints. Thalassa, I’ve done what I could, now you’re Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

on your own.”

David lowered his head and stood quietly to the side, no longer speaking.

After that little interlude, Thalassa said to Lysander again. “Mr. Sinclair, you have to believe me, I’m not

the kind to spread rumors. And that day, I really didn’t overhear you and Faye, the CCTV footage on

your computer can prove it…”

Lysander’s handsome face was filled with chill as he said coldly, “Now is not the time to discuss this.”