Thalassa and Hertha bumped into Lysander, Richard, and Ethan on their way out of the restroom, just as they were leaving Sapphire Skyline As they passed Thalassa, Lysander shot her a glance. His eyes were filled with a mixture of warning, threat, and indifference.
Thalassa was rattled and didnât settle down till they had left the building. She couldnât figure out why Lysander would look at her like that.
Thalassa didnt dwell on it and went back to serving the customers after tidying up the merchandise.
Lysander, on the other hand, hopped back into his Rolls Royce, whipped out his phore, and shot a text to the person in charge at Sapphire Skyline, saying, Thalassa is no longer allowed to escort customers.
If she seat after sending the text 1 â, shell have to deal with the consequences herself? Helassed his plant onto the car A reply came in shortly âUnderstood, Mr. Sinclair.
The reply was from Zola an eye on her.â
Lysander, the biggest boss and a shareholder of Sapphire Skyline, once issued an order that all staff must use their own identification file, and any violations would result in dismissal. Last time, Thalassa had used someone elseâs identification, prompting Lysander to issue this order. This time, he specifically targeted Thalassa with it.
Zola quickly inferred the unusual relationship between Thalassa and Lysander and therefore treated Thalassa with special care. She told Thalassa, Thalassa, let someone else deliver the cigarettes.
Thereâs an annoying bigwig in that private room, you shouldnât go in. Let someone else do itâ
Thalassa, you dont need to clean this area. Let the janitor handle it.â
Hertha also enjoyed these privileges because she was with Thalassa.
Zola being suddenly so nice to them threw Thalassa off a bit. Thalassa said. âZola, I really donât need all this special treatment. I came here to work. Iâll deliver the cigarettes myselfâ
Zola complied with her request, telling her she could clock out after the delivery It was time for Thalassa and Hertha to clock out from their part-time jobs.
Zola settled their bills. âTwelve hundred dollars each, sound good?â
Hertha said, âI should get two hundred dollars; Thalassa should get twenty-two hundred dollars.â If it werent for Thalassa shielding her from Lysanderâs wrath, she wouldnt have been able to leave Sapphire Skyline in one piece.
Zola turned to Thalassa for her opinion.
Thalassa quickly said. âZola, your initial calculation was correct. Twelve hundred dollarsâ
Zola confirmed, âAre you sure?â
Hertha tried to interject, but Thalassa stopped her.
Thalassa smiled and said, âIâm sure.â
âAlright, Iâll settle your bills like this thenâ Zola said. âYou guys can come in earlier tomorrowâ
âZola, we appreciate your hospitality, but we wonât be coming in tomorrow Thalassa politely responded with a smile, making her decision clear.
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