Mr. Sinclair's gaze was intense, making David feel edgy. It seemed like this chick, Evelyn, had some kind of connection with Mr. Sinclair. Otherwise, why would he be so bothered by a simple phone call?
"What's up, speak." David said in a friendly tone.
Thalassa spelled the whole thing out for him.
David said in a relaxed way, "I'll fix this issue for you in a jiffy."
After hanging up, he saw Lysander with a face darker than storm clouds, his eyes sharp as a knife.
David quickly explained, "Mr. Sinclair, I saw John harassing Evelyn in the lobby yesterday afternoon. It was seriously messing up the company vibe, so I gave him a piece of my mind and fired him. But I have no clue how his leg got broken. Now his wife wants to sue Evelyn for breaking up their home and intentional harm. I was asked to testify as a witness."
David gave Lysander a brief on the whole situation.
Mr. Sinclair's love lady was about to be investigated, and David had to spill the beans to Mr. Sinclair to avoid any misunderstanding that he and Evelyn were up to no good.
As Lysander's right-hand man, David always kept his image squeaky clean, not wanting Mr. Sinclair to get the wrong idea about him.
He needed not only his skills but also a mouth that could clear up misunderstandings at any moment.
If misconceptions weren't clarified, they would only get deeper.
Lysander realized why Evelyn had sought out David. He had been misunderstanding.
This woman didn't have the guts to flirt with his assistant.
"Drive straight to the police station and let the cops handle everything." Lysander leaned on his wheelchair, his tone relaxed but firm.
Such a petty issue causing such a stir in the Sinclair group was laughable.
"Roger that." David accepted the order and started the car.
At the police station, Lysander and David walked in together.
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