The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 644
Thalassa took the elevator all the way up to the top floor of the towering skyscraper.
The elevator doors slid open to reveal David waiting at the entrance.
Thalassa was taken aback. “David, where are you off to?”
Maintaining a professional smile, David answered, “To greet you.”
Thalassa instantly understood. It was a tradition at the Sinclair Corporation that whenever a guest of Mr. Sinclair was expected,
the secretary would wait by the elevator to welcome them. This was a task that she used to perform.
But now, it was David’s responsibility.
It felt out of place for David, who was an experienced executive assistant, to be tasked with such a small duty. It felt like using a
sledgehammer to crack a nut.
Having David greet her made Thalassa feel somewhat embarrassed. “David, why don’t you guys hire a secretary?”
“Mr. Sinclair hasn’t issued a hiring notice.” David replied..
“So, no more secretaries?”
“It seems so.”
“But why?”
Before he could answer, they arrived at the entrance of the CEO’s office. David politely gestured for Thalassa to stand in the
center of the doorway. He then knocked on the door and announced her arrival. “Mr. Sinclair, a representative from the Crawley
Group is here.”
“Alright.” Lysander’s deep and resonant voice echoed from within his office.
David nodded at Thalassa. “Ms. Everhart, you may go in.”
He then left, leaving Thalassa and Lysander alone in the vast office.

Even with the distance between them, Thalassa could feel the intimidating aura emanating from Lysander. She took a deep
breath and slowly made her way in.
Lysander sat at his desk as his tall figure cast a long shadow on his surroundings. He was engrossed in some documents, so he
didn’t even glance up as she approached.
The closer Thalassa got, the harder it became for her to breathe. She cautiously made her way to the desk and began nervously
speaking, “Mr. Sinclair, this is the proposal the Crawley Group wishes to present to you.”
She carefully placed the documents on the desk, keeping her head bowed, so as to cower away from his gaze. She stole a quick
glance at him before quickly looking away. Her fear from their previous encounter was still fresh in her mind.
Thalassa was so nervous that she could barely speak coherently.
Lysander continued to focus on his documents, not sparing her a single glance. It was as if she were invisible to him.
Thalassa stood by the desk, waiting. Each passing second felt like an eternity, increasing her anxiety to sky-high levels. Even
though Lysander didn’t say a word or look at her, she felt an overwhelming pressure that made her scalp tingle.
She couldn’t take it anymore. Her palms were getting sweaty.
“Mr. Sinclair, if you’re busy right now, we could schedule...”
“Pick up the proposal and read it to me.” Lysander interrupted her with his deep voice.
Thalassa was taken aback. She quickly picked up the proposal and started reading from the first page. When she finished, she
glanced at Lysander. She met his alluring, deep-set eyes and felt a wave of pressure that seemed to strike at her heart. She
stuttered, “Mr. Sinclair, do you see any issues?”
“Twenty thousand phones... Was it Leopold’s decision?” Lysander’s penetrating gaze bore into her. His sharp eyes were as cold
and piercing as a hawk’s.