âOuch, Mom, can you let go?â Thalassa winced, leaning towards the hand that Evelyn had clamped on her ear.
Evelyn had been scared out of her wits, thinking that the kids had gotten lost. Still shaken, she channeled her fear into anger, pouring it all on Thalassa.
âYou know it hurts! Do you know how worned I was? Evelyn barked at Thalassa, her face red and voice hoarse.
âGranny, donât blame Mom. Itâs our fault. We ran off. Mom only bumped into us halfwayâ
Dorian and Atticus stood by Evelynâs legs Their little heads were raised in defense of their mom.
Evelyn snorted, let go of Thalassaâs car, and looked down at Atticus and Dorian, still sternly saying, âYou two, no more running off! If I catch you running off again, there will be consequences!â
Dorian hung his head, his voice was weak and helpless. I know. Iâm sorry, Granny His remorseful look tugged at Evelynâs heartstrings, so she forgave him. Then she coldly asked Atticus, âAnd you?â
Atticusâ little face was expressionless, and he still answered Evelyn, âI understand.â
âHmm, Iâll let you off this timeâ Evelyn picked up a tissue and wiped away her tears.
Thalassa said, Tll go cook, Mom, you rest a bitâ She quickly headed to the kitchen.
Her mother was right. This time was a close call, but luckily everything ended well. If there was a next time, she would not have been so lucky to bump into Atticus and Dorian and bring them home. If they ran into bad guys, the consequences would be unthinkable.
The next day, Thalassa arrived at the Sinclair group bright and early.
It was her first day at work, and she wanted to make a good impression on her boss. Although it was only a cleaning job, the pay was high. Sixty dollars a day, that was one thousand eight hundred dollars a month!
With a salary this high for a cleaning job, she was satisfied and treasured it.
She had to support four children, and as long as she worked honestly and earned money with her own hands, she didnât mind what kind of job it was.
Thalassa mopped the marble floor of the top floor of the building. Even though the floor was already bright and looked clean, she still made sure to mop it meticulously. This was the turf of the Sinclair groupâs big boss. The Sinclair group was the most luxurious, topânotch company in Starhaven.
Naturally. as the president of the Sinclair group, Lysander was a man who stood at the pinnacle, and only a luxurious, noble, spotless environment suited him.
Thalassa remembered these words the HR manager told her, so she mopped even harder.
Suddenly, she heard the âclack, clackâ of high heels behind her. Thalassa didnât pay it any mind, and just continued mopping. Suddenly, her mop was stepped on by a high heel. The heel was thin and high.
Following the heel upwards, she saw a ladyâs long legs, a red dress, and exquisite makeup. Her eyes were arrogantly fixed on Thalassa. It was Isabellaâ
Seeing her, Thalassaâs expression turned serious. âPlease move your foot!â
Just her luck, running into this scheming woman, Isabella, here.
Isabella looked at her and suddenly sneered. âIâm not mistaken, so it really is you. Thalassa, you couldnât handle the night club job, so you ran to the Sinclair group to find work?â
Such nasty words! Thalassa knew she wouldnât say anything good, and angrily yanked her mop free.
Isabella almost fell, but she steadied herself in time. The smile on her face disappeared, and her sleek hair became messy from the sudden movement. Her hair fell over her face, looking like a mess. She glared at Thalassa. âThalassa, you just wait. Next time, I wonât let you off so easily After saying that, she flipped her hair and stalked off in her high heels.
Thalassa glanced at Isabellaâs retreating figure and saw her walk into the secretaryâs office. What was going on? Did Isabella have business with the Sinclair group? Why would she go to the presidentâs secretary? Thalassa was just curious for a moment, then went back to mopping.
In the secretaryâs office.
Isabella stood in front of a beautiful womanâs desk. The woman was dressed in a professional suit, her tight skirt displaying her ample hips. Her legs were long, her waist slim, but her chest was full.
A figure that men would love.
Her makeup was understated, giving her an elegant and competent look. She was Lysanderâs secretary, Faye.
Isabella was arrogant and spoke bluntly. âMy boyfriendâs company has some problems, the money is running out and he needs two hundred thousand. When can you transfer it to my account?â
Five years ago, Isabella had a oneânight stand with Thalassaâs boyfriend Leopold, but Leopold didnât like her at all. Faced with her clinginess, Leopold disappeared, and hadnât shown up for five years.
Isabella had no choice but to stick with her previous boyfriend.
Her boyfriendâs family had some money, they were a nouveau riche family. Her boyfriend knew about her oneânight stand with another man but didnât kick her out. Over the years, sheâd stuck with her boyfriend.
Faye was typing on her keyboard. She suddenly stopped and stared at Isabella with authoritative eyes.
âHow many times have you come to me for money over the years? People need to know when to be content, or there will be serious consequences!â
Fayeâs gaze was intimidating. Most people would definitely be overwhelmed by her authority. But Isabella was shameless to the core. Plus, she had âsomething on Faye, so she wasnât afraid at all.
âYou can refuse to give me the money. But the secret you asked me to keep, I canât quarantee I can keep it Isabella chuckled lightly.
âYou know what? Five years ago, you asked me to keep that person a secret for you, saying she was dead. But sheâs right there at the Sinclair group. mopping the floor in front of the CEOâs office. If I step out now, I tell the CEO sheâs the one heâs looking for, and all your plans will go down the drainâ Isabella continued A hint of tension appeared on Fayeâs elegant face. What kind of nonsense are you talking about?â
âI ainât bluffing. The woman who had a oneânight stand with Mr. Sinclair when he turned up out of the blue all those years ago, thatâs my cousin Thalassa. We grew up together, how could I not recognize her? I saw her just outside when I came in,â Isabella emphasized again. Thalassa was right there by the CEOâs side Once Isabella spilled the beans, the CEO would recognize Thalassa and all of Fayeâs actions would be exposed.
Faye clenched her fists. Tll transfer the money to your account. Leave now!
Isabella smiled in satisfaction âIf you had cooperated earlier, wouldnât that have been better? Donât worry, weâre partners in crime. I wonât spill any secrets you donât want me toâ
âGet out!â Fayeâs face was filled with tolerance and anger.
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