It was Ethan on the phone.
She hadn't gone to work today, and she hadn't even called Ethan to take a sick day.
Last time, she promised Ethan that she would never skip work again and that she would always give him a heads-up if something came up. And yet, here she was, breaking her promise again.
It wasn't like she wanted it this way; she just couldn't help it.
Thalassa put down her fork, slid her finger across the screen, and answered, “Mr. Ethan, just hear me out...”
She preempted any anger from Ethan by explaining the situation before he could get upset.
She was only halfway through her explanation when Ethan's teasing laughter came through the line, “I get it; you and Lysander are in the honeymoon phase. Things can get a bit...uncontrollable.”
Thalassa’s cheeks flushed with heat, and she wished she could just disappear into a hole.
How did Ethan always seem to know everything? But he was wrong about one thing—there was no romantic relationship between her and Lysander, so where was this so-called honeymoon phase coming from?
“Mr. Ethan, I truly had an unavoidable reason today. Is it too late to ask for a day off now?” Thalassa tried to cover her embarrassment and spoke to him in as normal a tone as she could manage.
If she could count today as a sick day and not as skipping work, she wouldn't get her pay docked.
“It’s too late for that.” Ethan chuckled. “You’ll need to do overtime tonight to make up for today’s absence.”
“Overtime?” Thalassa asked, puzzled.
“Yes, you were handling the PR for Crawley Electronics, right? The TV station wants to do an exclusive on the Crawley Group tonight. They’ve been snapping photos and filming all day. I won’t have time to deal with them this evening, so you’ll need to step in and handle the communication.”
Ethan’s typically playful tone had shifted to one of seriousness.
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