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Chapter 456
After she finished speaking, Amelia rose from her seat. Her high heels clicked against the floor as she
departed.
Thalassa remained silent as her grip tightened around her coffee cup.
The following day, Monday, marked the end of Thalassa’s weekend. She headed to her job at the
Sinclair Group.
Today was an executive meeting. Thalassa arrived an hour early to prepare the conference room and
stood by the door to welcome the attendees.
All the executives took their seats, save for one crucial figure: Lysander.
Thalassa continued to stand by the conference room door. After a few moments, Lysander finally made
his entrance.
Dressed in a bespoke black suit, he exuded the aura of a business elite and made everyone take
notice of his formidable presence. He was tall and imposing. His handsome face and well-defined
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfeatures were enough to quicken any pulse.
Striding in with long, confident steps, he approached Thalassa. Overwhelmed by his intimidating
presence, she immediately lowered her gaze, unable to meet his eyes.
The chilly air grew tense as Lysander drew near. As he passed by Thalassa, he cast a glance at her
face.
She had her hair pulled back into a ponytail today, revealing her smooth forehead and fair complexion.
The scab on her forehead had fallen off, leaving a slightly redder patch of skin that was softer than the
surrounding area.
After confirming that she was recovering, Lysander withdrew his gaze, entered the conference room,
and took his place at the head of the table, an unquestionable symbol of power.
His dark silhouette sank into the chair, exuding authority and elegance. The room was filled with
tension.
Thalassa started the projector, displaying the documents for the meeting. The conference had officially
begun.
The meeting lasted an hour and went smoothly, with most of the proposed plans accepted. It was clear
that Lysander was in a good mood today.
When the meeting concluded, everyone left one by one. As always, Thalassa was the last to leave, as
she was responsible for tidying up the conference room.
Only Lysander and Thalassa were left, the air growing more oppressive with every moment.
Thalassa didn’t dare speak. Lowering her head, she turned off the projector, unplugged the USB drive,
and gathered the documents.
Having completed her tasks, she intended to ignore Lysander’s presence and leave the conference
room. However, as she walked past him, her wrist was suddenly grasped. In a swift motion, she was
pulled onto his lap.
Thalassa gasped, turning to face Lysander’s deep eyes. They were like holes, capable of consuming
everything.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUnderneath her, she could feel the solid strength of his thighs and their warmth. Thalassa’s heart
skipped a beat as she nervously stuttered, “Mr. Sinclair, this is a conference room. We
shouldn’t…”
Before she could finish her sentence, he lifted her chin with his index finger, forcing her to look at him.
His deep and magnetic voice echoed in her ears. “Is your wound healed? Does your
head still hurt?”
His voice carried a hint of tenderness. Thalassa’s heart pounded, and her breathing became unsteady.
Was he showing concern for her?
Caught off guard, Thalassa quickly replied, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“Hmm.” With a single grunt of acknowledgement, he released her.
Thalassa hastily stood up, her body rigid with tension. “Mr. Sinclair, I… I’ll return to my office now.”
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