The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 12

"Did HR mention during your interview that the cleaning crew has to report to security?" John suddenly spoke in a tone that screamed 'security officer'. "Or are you not interested in keeping this job anymore?"

Indeed, during her interview, HR did mention that the security team would occasionally call upon the cleaners for some work, and they would need to cooperate.

Thalassa had just started working, and the pay was not bad. If she lost the job, she wouldn't be able to find a new one anytime soon. With four kids at home and the cost of formula still fluctuating, she needed to earn money to buy winter coats.

The money she had earned with difficulty the day before, was gambled away by her mother overnight! Now they were flat broke. Without money, her kids would have to go hungry and shiver in the cold.

Thinking of her four adorable children, her heart filled with warmth. She had to swallow her anger. She didn't have the luxury to act up. She had to stomach any grievances and focus on keeping her job.

"I'll just get on with the job, no funny business!" Thalassa impatiently told John, deliberately keeping her distance before leaving the office.

In the first-floor restroom, someone had vomited. Just from looking at the vomit, you could tell what the person had eaten. The chewed food was mixed with stomach acid, releasing a nauseating smell.

When Thalassa saw the mess, her stomach churned and she almost threw up, but she held it in. Bearing the discomfort, she cleaned up the mess. In no time, the floor was spotless, the smell of soap masking the previous odors.

Thalassa put down her mop, and washed her hands meticulously until they were fragrant with soap. Being a cleaner was tough, and the high pay was hard-earned.

With no education, she had to endure the hardships of life. She was determined to properly educate her four children, to make sure they got a good education, and at least a university degree. If not, they'd end up struggling like her, earning barely enough to survive.

Because she was aware of this, she started educating her children as soon as they started talking. Now at only four years old, they knew many words. Compared to their peers, their knowledge was much wider.

As Thalassa was about to take the elevator up to the 10th floor, John blocked her way. "Evelyn, if you're with me, I'll take care of you. I won't make you do such dirty, tiring work. I'll get others to do it. You can easily earn eighteen hundred a month. With such good treatment, I think, you wouldn't be ungrateful, would you?"

Thalassa used Evelyn on her ID card while working at the Sinclair group.

Looking at his disgusting face, Thalassa could no longer hold back the anger that had been building up, she blurted out. "Your face is more disgusting than the vomit! Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? Fat and greasy, I bet your penis is rotten and stink to high heaven! And you have the audacity to harass women here. Have some self-awareness, will you?"

After saying this, Thalassa glared at him, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the close door button.

John stood outside the elevator, his face a mix of disbelief and humiliation. It took him a moment to realize he'd been snubbed and verbally lashed by this woman. He stormed off in a huff.

At this moment, Lysander and his secretary Faye just walked in. Lysander, who was tall and imposing with deep-set eyes, had seen everything.

Faye quickly said, "Mr. Sinclair, I'll contact HR right away to fire Evelyn. She's arrogant and speaks rudely."

She was about to make a call when Lysander said coldly, "No need, she's unimportant, don't bother with what she does."

After saying this, he walked into the elevator.

Faye was taken aback but quickly followed. She thought this was a good opportunity to fire Thalassa, but it didn't happen.

In the afternoon.

Thalassa was taking a nap in her chair when she received a call from the cleaning department. "Evelyn, the CEO's meeting room needs cleaning."