The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

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Thalassa glanced at Cherry, then looked back at herself.
If it were in the past Thalassa might have felt awkward, but now, after Evelyn’s drama, she saw the reality more clearly.
She felt even more confident.
With a smile, she said. “Mr. Sinclair suddenly promoted me to be his personal secretary. Isn’t that because he’s interested in me?
If he is, I’ll bring my mom to let him marry me. That should be right, right?”
“What? You’re the CEO’s personal secretary?” Daryl’s eyes nearly popped out of her head.
Cherry, on the other hand, was not surprised at all but was stunned by Thalassa’s words.
She really dared to say anything.
*Thalassa, are you sure Mr. Sinclair is interested in you? From what I heard from David just now, Mr. Sinclair has a lot of women.
His women are either socialites or princesses of wealthy families.” Cherry reminded her, trying to bring her back to reality.
Thalassa was dismissive: “A person will eventually want to try something new after having the same taste for a long time. I
thought Mr. Sinclair was a good man. Turns out he’s just playing around, a clear–cut playboy.”
Cherry and Daryl both sucked in a breath of cold air.
She actually dared to say that about Mr. Sinclair.
Thalassa sighed: “If I can’t marry Mr. Sinclair, it’s okay to make some progress in my career. Being the CEO’s personal secretary
is nice, but not enough. If I could be a senior manager and have a bit of Sinclair Group’s shares, that would be even better.”
With that Thalassa, with a hopeful smile, stepped into the elevator.
She deliberately amplified her ambition for Daryl and Cherry to hear.
Although Cherry was low–key, she didn’t like gossip and wouldn’t spread it randomly.
But with Daryl’s big mouth, she’s not worried that her ambition won’t spread.

It’s better to let Lysander hear it too, let him get disgusted with her and then fire her!
What she wanted most now was to be fired.
If she got fired without having to pay a penalty and had two months‘ salary compensation, how great would that be?
Daryl and Cherry looked at each other, both with shocked expressions on their faces.
Daryl held her breath, and after a while, she let out an incredulous exclamation: “Has Thalassa gone crazy?”
“Who knows?” Cherry sighed.
The black Maybach sped down the street.
David was driving in front, with Lysander’s elegant figure leaning on the back seat.
“Mr. Sinclair, the company will definitely strengthen its defense in the future, situations like today won’t happen again.” David
glanced at the rear–view mirror and respectfully said to Lysander,
A woman actually ran into the company, claiming to be Mr. Sinclair’s mother–in–law. The idea of women wanting to be
Lysander’s wife was simply crazy to the extreme. Lysander didn’t speak, he was closing his eyes to rest.
He’s used to this kind of thing.
Once at the airport, a woman ignored the bodyguards and screamed at him, saying she wanted to marry him and have his
children.
The bodyguards stopped her a few meters away from him, but the woman actually crawled under the bodyguards‘ legs to get to
him.
The craziness of these women had already surpassed his imagination.
Suddenly, a child ran out at the intersection ahead, followed by a rolling ball.
David was driving fast, and it looked like he was about to hit her.
He hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and the car came to an abrupt stop.

Looking at the little girl in front of the car, David said with a lingering fear, “Mr. Sinclair, there’s a little girl blocking our way and I’ll
go check it out.” With that, David pushed the car door open and got out.