The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 185
Lysander was already gone from the room, and it was barely dawn.
Thalassa was a bit worried that he had woken up earlier than her and had driven off, leaving her alone in the big mansion of the
Sinclair family
She needed to find Lysander downstairs and leave with him.
As Thalassa descended the stairs, the place was eerily quiet, not a soul was in sight.
What the heck was going on?
Thalassa was puzzled.
Then suddenly, she heard a noise coming from the bathroom.
It must be Lysander freshening up.
She hurried towards the bathroom. A tall figure stood at the entrance, his face obscured by the doorframe, but by his
movements, he seemed to be washing his face.
She walked up to the doorway and said, “Lysander, why are you up so early?”
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw the person who had turned around. Thalassa’s words were suddenly stuck in her
throat, and she forced a smile. “Oh, it’s you, grandpa; sorry, I mistook you for someone else.”
She was about to turn around and leave when Zephyr’s solemn and steady voice stopped her. “Wait a minute.”
Thalassa stopped in her tracks, turned around, and politely asked, “Is there something you need, grandpa?”
Zephyr hung the towel on the rack and stepped out of the bathroom, his deep and sharp gaze upon her. “Thalassa, I know who
you are; you’re a cleaner for the Sinclair Group.”
After receiving a call from Daniel yesterday, he couldn’t sleep all night.
Because of his restlessness, as soon as it was dawn, he got up.

Zephyr was tall and solemn. Though he was old, his spine was still straight like a pine tree.
His aristocratic aura and serious demeanor made Thalassa feel a bit inferior.
She gave an awkward smile and said, “Yes.”
Zephyr’s face grew more solemn, his hawk–like eyes coldly staring at her. “You are not a good match for Lysander. Lysander
was born into a prestigious family and he is the CEO of the Sinclair Group. Only a young lady born into a similarly prestigious
family who met all the criteria would be suitable for him.”
Thalassa’s smile froze on her face.
Her already somewhat inferior heart was given a larger blow.
It felt like a million needles were pricking her heart and it was both ironic and painful.
Thalassa lowered her eyelashes, not saying a word.
Seeing her silent, Zephyr thought she was plotting some scheme. His words became even sharper: “How is a woman who uses
her body for profit different from a prostitute? Immoral and unscrupulous, such a person doesn’t even deserve to step foot into
our home. This time is an exception, and it will be the last.”
He didn’t look down on her for being a cleaner, but he disdained her for her actions.
Stealing and scheming to seduce Lysander, even making Lysander protect her at the expense of Faye, was such reckless
behavior.
She was not fit to marry into the Sinclair family.
He would not allow such a woman to stay by Lysander’s side and harm him.
Yesterday, the moment she entered the living room, she knelt down and even exposed herself in front of him, an old man.
Such a pretentious woman with no moral bottom line was the least respected by Zephyr.
Although Zephyr’s negative comments about her were misunderstandings, they still hit Thalassa hard. It was a great insult to her.
Thalassa originally felt inferior because Zephyr said she didn’t come from a prestigious family.

But his subsequent comments about her selling her body made her feel extremely offended, and her heart ached with
humiliation.
She suddenly lifted her head and looked at Zephyr, a hint of a smile on her lips. “Well, sir, I would appreciate it if you could keep
a tighter leash on your grandson. If he forces himself on a woman again without her consent, I’ll see him in court!”