Chapter 409

1 Thalassa was caught off guard, frozen in place.

At the door, Lysander turned back with a frown. “Hurry up!”

Startled, Thalassa quickly caught on that he wanted her to come with him.

She quickly caught up to his pace.

Lysander had driven to the place last night. He got into the car and left the door open.

Realizing what he meant, Thalassa didn’t hesitate and quickly got in the car.

The car started and drove off.

“Um, Mr. Sinclair, I called the DMV, the BMW you gave me was totaled in that accident the other day…

I don’t think it can be fixed…” Thalassa nervously explained to Lysander.

Lysander glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his eyes dark and unreadable. He didn’t say a word.

Feeling the icy aura radiating from him, Thalassa knew better than to continue. She fell silent.

The car headed straight for the Sinclair Group’s headquarters and was parked in the front lot.

Lysander was the first to get out of the car, and Thalassa followed behind him.

Just then, Daryl arrived at work on his e-bike and saw Thalassa getting off Lysander’s car. He quickly took out his phone to snap a picture and sent it to Charlotte. Ever since Charlotte had invited the entire janitorial department, including Thalassa, to a dinner party just to put Thalassa in her place, she had collected everyone’s contact information, asking them to report any new developments to her.

She promised rewards for useful information.

Daryl had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to earn some extra cash, and now he had finally got it.

Charlotte received the picture of Thalassa stepping out of Lysander’s Rolls-Royce. This was undeniable proof that they had spent the night together!

Seeing this, Charlotte was livid. She remembered how she had tried to mimic Thalassa’s simple style and appeared without makeup, only to be met with disdain and annoyance from Lysander.

Charlotte was seething with anger. This country bumpkin Thalassa had made a fool out of her and stole Lysander away!

She thought, “Damn Thalassa! I’ll make her regret messing with me!”

In a fit of rage, Charlotte sent the picture to Zephyr with a text!

[Looks like Lysander and this woman are living together now, huh?]

Meanwhile, Thalassa was in the office arranging Lysander’s schedule for the next few days.

David came in and informed her, “The Gourmet Competition finals are this morning. Mr. Sinclair is the head judge. We’re heading to the venue now, and you’re coming with us.”

Wait, what?

Lysander was going to the Gourmet Competition?

Wasn’t her daughter Elowen participating in the finals today?

If Lysander was the head judge, wouldn’t Elowen have to face him directly?

1 The thought made Thalassa incredibly nervous. She awkwardly tugged at the corner of her mouth and said, “David, you’re more than capable of accompanying Mr. Sinclair. I have a ton of work left to do…