The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 16

The middle–aged lady was making a scene, her face twisted in rage and her hair flying around due to

her excessive agitation Her eyes were bulging out, her arm thin as a blade, swinging towards

Thalassa’s face.

Thalassa felt the icy chill of the wind hitting her face, the pain cutting like a knife. She held her breath,

watching the woman’s hand swing down rapidly. Al a distance of just a centimeter from her face, she

managed to grab it accurately

“You dare to resist. You lowly woman, you’re asking for it” The woman was arrogant and violent, raising

her other hand.

Thalassa kicked at her hand, pushing her away with force. The middle–aged lady was strong, so

Thalassa had to use all her strength just to counter her. After this series of movements, she was totally

drained. The lady took a step back, steadied herself and charged at Thalassa more fiercely.

Thalassa’s pupils dilated, she had no strength left to fight How could this woman be so difficult,

attacking without reason.

Thalassa took a few steps back, trying to create sorne distance, but the woman was determined to hit

her, relentlessly pursuing. Just as Thalassa was about to be cornered and be hit by the woman’s fist,

the supervisor from the cleaning department stepped in, stopping the woman’s actions.

Lady, this is the Sinclair group, not a place where you can cause a ruckus. Watch your behavior.” The

supervisor spoke formally, representing the authority of the Sinclair group.

The lady was taken aback by the supervisor’s stern attitude. No matter how arrogant she was, she

dared not challenge the authority of the Sinclair group. She ranted, exaggerating the story to the

supervisor of how Thalassa had seduced her husband, and when rejected, had hired someone to beat

him up

Thalassa couldn’t stand it; this was clearly slander. She retorted breathlessly, “Get your facts straight. It

was your husband who harassed me. Despite being rejected numerous times, he still wouldn’t leave

me alone. The CEO’s assistant saw it and fired him. Your husband’s broken leg has nothing to do with

me, and I had no idea what happened.”

“You dare to refute me. I’m going to call the police on you Let’s see if you can still deny it.” The middle–

aged lady was sputtering, looking repulsive.

Thalassa stood her ground. “Go ahead and call the police. I’m going to sue your husband for

harassment.”

The lady was furious, pulling out her phone and started dialing the police, cursing all the while.

The supervisor didn’t pay much attention to the matter. He said to Thalassa in a leader’s tone, “You go

clean the conference room first. I’ll call you when the police arrive.”

“Alright.” Thalassa complied and left.

The lady continued swearing, trying to stop her, but was blocked by the supervisor.

Only her second day at work and she had already run into such annoying problems. Thalassa felt

frustrated. While cleaning the conference room, she was distracted, without any energy. She picked up

the trash around Lysander’s area, accidentally bumping into him.

The employees in the conference room, seeing Thalassa’s body making contact with Lysander’s neat

suit, were all shocked. The already solemn atmosphere turned even more oppressive, silence ensued.

Faye, standing in front of the projector, was displaying the design materials of each employee. Seeing

Thalassa getting close to Lysander, her face darkened. The blue light of the projector shone on her

face, and coupled with her gloomy expression, she looked cold and intimidating. Was this Thalassa

trying to catch Mr. Sinclair’s attention on purpose?

Thalassa, the person involved, was lost in her thoughts, completely unaware of the severity of the

situation. She swept the floor casually with a broom, sweeping over Lysander’s shiny, spotless leather

shoes. There was a collective gasp from the room, everyone feeling nervous for Thalassa.

Faye saw Thalassa’s actions and was so angry that she gripped the projector’s remote control tightly.

The design materials on the big screen started jumping around because she was pressing the buttons

on the remote, but she didn’t even notice.

Lysander’s deep gaze, full of pressure, was fixed on the woman in front of him. She was sweeping

around his feet haphazardly, as if they had a grudge or something. Was she trying to catch his attention

on purpose? Lysander sneered in his heart, filled with contempt.

After Thalassa finished sweeping up the crumpled paper, she picked up the broom and walked to the

coffee table to pour some coffee. She was so distracted that she spilled the coffee over the edge of the

cup, burning her hand. She winced, flapping her hand, and knocked over an empty cup beside her. The

cup bounced twice on the wooden floor, emitting a dull noise.

The entire room fell silent. Thalassa was startled and widened her eyes in shock. As the cup settled,

she breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, the cup was still intact and hadn’t broken.

She thought, how come yesterday it was a porcelain cup, and today it was plastic? She quickly picked

up the cup.

At this time, on the conference table side, the meeting was proceeding normally, someone was

presenting a plan, and Faye had adjusted the projector to project the design images onto the big