She missed her stop and had to hoof back.
When she got to the company, the elevator doors were about to close She ran like a bat out of hell, sh outing. âHold on, wait for mer Just as the elevator doors were about to close she squeezed in.
There were two people in the elevator, both in suits.
The man was tall, with sharp facial features, exuding an innate nobility. The chill he gave off made the whole space feel oppressive and icy.
Thalassaâs breath hitched involuntarily. Seeing Lysanderâs cold and icy face, her spine stiffened. She le t out an awkward chuckle. She turned around, and faced away from hir Had she known this was Lysanderâs elevator, she wouldnât have rushed in like a madwoman David said, âMs Everhart, youâre late Thalasta quickly checked her phone. It was ten past nine. She was ten minutes late She explained,â missed my stop Otherwise, she wouldnât have been late.
David didnât say anything else.
Thalassa didnât speak either if it were just her and David in the elevator, sheâd probably feel more at ea se.
But Lysander was also in the elevator His strong aura made Thalassa barely dare to breathe.
The elevator arrived at the top floor.
Thalassa instinctively stepped aside to let Lysander exit first, and then she followed Seeing Lysander heading towards his office, she let out a sigh of relief, then headed to the secretaryâs office.
Sitting in the office, Thalassa tried to calm herself down Sharing a space with Lysander was enough to scare the bejesus out of her. The thought of facing him e very day at work made her feel like she was about to have a heart attack.
Before she could calm her nerves, her phone rang She quickly picked up âMs. Everhart, make a cup of coffee for Mr. Sinclair, David said.
âAlright, Iâm on it,â Thalassa replied. She hung up the phone and switched to work mode.
She made the coffee and headed to the CEOâs office. Lysander was sitting there, emanating an air of a uthority.
She carefully walked over and put down the coffee, âMr. Sinclair, itâs your coffee.â
Lysander was reading a document. He didnât look up, and there wasnât even a sidelong glance.
Thalassa stood there quietly for a moment, preparing to leave.
Then she heard Lysanderâs low voice with a touch of coldness. âYou were the first to arrive at work yesterdayâ
Thalassa stopped, quickly interpreting his words.
Yesterday? Yesterday she was working at Leossa Tech.
Thalassa explained, âI wanted to make a good impression on my boss on my first day.â
Lysander signed his name forcefully on the document. He closed the document and looked at her with deep eyes. âSo donât you need to make a good impression on your boss today?â
Thalassa met his icy gaze. She hesitated, then she carefully said, âMr. Sinclair, I really did miss my stop today.â
Oh no, she was ten minutes late for work and pissed off Mr. Sinclair. What should she do?
This was terrifying Was he always this strict with his employees?
Lysanderâs sharp gaze did not soften, and his eyes were deep. âFor you, Leopoldâs company is a better fit.â
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