The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 13

Chaos only lead to more mess-ups, and the more Thalassa tried to avoid crossing Lysander, the more stuff seemed to hit the fan. Feeling a cold sweat down her back, she quickly bent down to pick up the shattered cup.

"Ah..." The sharp porcelain cut Thalassa's hand, making her wince in pain. She was about to lick her finger when...

A chill swept over her, her wrist was grabbed by a big hand and yanked, pulling her upright.

Looking up, Thalassa met the man's deep eyes. Her heart jumped. His aura was intense, even his gaze was deep and powerful. Just looking into his eyes, Thalassa felt her whole body on high alert.

Lysander looked at her finger, and a droplet of blood quickly swelled into a stream, snaking down her slender finger like a little red snake.

Feeling a touch of sympathy, he grabbed a tissue from the conference table and expertly wrapped her wound.

He reprimanded, "How could you screw up like this? If you can't even do a cleaning job right, just quit!"

Frightened, Thalassa quickly withdrew her hand and apologized, "I'm so sorry. I'll be careful next time. I can do a good job cleaning."

She then squatted down to continue picking up the broken pieces on the floor.

The stern image of Lysander from the meeting was deeply imprinted in her mind. The executives were all very careful, not daring to make a sound. Thalassa was influenced by Lysander's authority and did not want to get fired.

David rushed over, anxiously asking, "Mr. Sinclair, are you alright?"

Everything happened so fast. Lysander swiftly walked over to the cleaner, and David didn't have time to react. He never expected the usually cold and indifferent Lysander to suddenly care about a female cleaner's hand injury.

David's words revealed a hint of surprise that was hard to hide.

"I’m fine." Lysander's calm and authoritative voice fell, and he turned and left the meeting room.

Lysander himself didn't understand why he went over to hold the woman back. She was about to lick her wound which could lead to infection, didn't she know that?

Maybe it was because she reminded him of the woman who saved him that night five years ago. It was this familiar feeling that made him go and help her.

Back in his office, Lysander instructed David, "Replace the coffee cups in the meeting room with plastic ones."

David was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "Alright, I got it. Mr. Sinclair, the fall fashion show is next week, but our company hasn't finalized the plan yet. I'm worried we won't make it in time. Should we postpone the show?"

During the meeting, Mr. Sinclair had rejected so many proposals and was clearly unsatisfied.

Lysander said, "It's okay. If there's no rush, will they really give their all?" With that, he waved his hand, indicating for David to leave.

David bowed slightly and left the office.

Thalassa was just tidying up the meeting room and saw David. She smiled and nodded as a greeting and walked past him.

David also slightly nodded and watched her leaving. Her figure was slim, balanced, delicate yet full of femininity. Her face was clear and pure, like a movie star. Did Mr. Sinclair approach her because he was interested in her?

David was curious but dared not guess his boss' thoughts casually.

After throwing away the trash, Thalassa passed the place she mistakenly thought was a storeroom yesterday and saw a sign for the men's restroom. The sign was not there yesterday. Was it put up because she accidentally walked in yesterday?