"Ouch, Mom, can you let go?" Thalassa winced, leaning towards the hand that Evelyn had clamped on her ear.
Evelyn had been scared out of her wits, thinking that the kids had gotten lost. Still shaken, she channeled her fear into anger, pouring it all on Thalassa.
"You know it hurts! Do you know how worried I was?" Evelyn barked at Thalassa, her face red and voice hoarse.
"Granny, don't blame Mom. It's our fault. We ran off. Mom only bumped into us halfway."
Dorian and Atticus stood by Evelyn’s legs. Their little heads were raised in defense of their mom.
Evelyn snorted, let go of Thalassa's ear, and looked down at Atticus and Dorian, still sternly saying, "You two, no more running off! If I catch you running off again, there will be consequences!"
Dorian hung his head, his voice was weak and helpless. "I know. I’m sorry, Granny."
His remorseful look tugged at Evelyn’s heartstrings, so she forgave him. Then she coldly asked Atticus, "And you?"
Atticus’ little face was expressionless, and he still answered Evelyn, "I understand."
"Hmm, I'll let you off this time." Evelyn picked up a tissue and wiped away her tears.
Thalassa said, "I'll go cook, Mom, you rest a bit." She quickly headed to the kitchen.
Her mother was right. This time was a close call, but luckily everything ended well. If there was a next time, she would not have been so lucky to bump into Atticus and Dorian and bring them home. If they ran into bad guys, the consequences would be unthinkable.
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The next day, Thalassa arrived at the Sinclair group bright and early.
It was her first day at work, and she wanted to make a good impression on her boss. Although it was only a cleaning job, the pay was high. Sixty dollars a day, that was one thousand eight hundred dollars a month!
With a salary this high for a cleaning job, she was satisfied and treasured it.
She had to support four children, and as long as she worked honestly and earned money with her own hands, she didn't mind what kind of job it was.
Thalassa mopped the marble floor of the top floor of the building. Even though the floor was already bright and looked clean, she still made sure to mop it meticulously. This was the turf of the Sinclair group's big boss. The Sinclair group was the most luxurious, top-notch company in Starhaven. Naturally, as the president of the Sinclair group, Lysander was a man who stood at the pinnacle, and only a luxurious, noble, spotless environment suited him.
Thalassa remembered these words the HR manager told her, so she mopped even harder.
Suddenly, she heard the “clack, clack” of high heels behind her. Thalassa didn’t pay it any mind, and just continued mopping. Suddenly, her mop was stepped on by a high heel. The heel was thin and high.
Following the heel upwards, she saw a lady's long legs, a red dress, and exquisite makeup. Her eyes were arrogantly fixed on Thalassa. It was Isabella!
Seeing her, Thalassa's expression turned serious. "Please move your foot!"
Just her luck, running into this scheming woman, Isabella, here.
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