The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

She did come up with the idea of quitting, but her financial situation simply didn’t allow for it

To quit, she’d have to cough up a whopping twenty grand for breach of contract, and she had no idea w

here she was gonna get that kind of dough.

So, she was racking her brain trying to figure out how to get Leopold to give her the boot.

As Thalassa was mulling over her options, a call from David jolted her back to reality. ‘Ms. Everhart, co

uld you bring two cups of coffee to the office?”

“Sure thing,” she said, immediately switching into work mode.

There was a coffee machine right in the secretarial office

Although she wasn’t a regular coffee drinker, she had received specific training on how to brew coffee b

ack in school.

Back in the day, Thalassa had been a real whiz at making coffee.

And even five years down the line, her coffee–making skills were still as slick as ever.

Before long, Thalassa had brewed two steaming cups of coffee and delivered them to the CEO’s office.

Lysander and Leopold were sitting at a low table, engrossed in a work discussion..

Usually, Leopold exuded an air of grace and elegance.

But when he was sitting next to Lysander, he was clearly outshone.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

The intimidating aura and dignity radiating from Lysander made everything else seem bland in compari

son.

Even Leopold seemed plain and unremarkable next to him..

Holding her breath, Thalassa carefully carried the coffee over. She placed one cup in front of Lysander

and the other in front of Leopold, and then she politely said. “Here’s your coffee, Mr. Sinclair, and Mr. Si

nclair.”

Then she was about to leave.

“Thalassa, sit down. We’re discussing something that concerns you,” Leopold called after her.

Something that concerned her?

Thalassa was taken aback. She hesitated for a moment, then took a seat nearby, her hands resting poli

tely in her lap.

Lysander and Leopold sat face–to–

face, with Thalassa seated across from them on the other side of the square table.

Leopold was to her left and Lysander to her right. The cold air and oppressive atmosphere coming from

her right side made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

She had no idea what they were discussing about her, and she didn’t dare ask. She maintained a polite

smile on her face.

Leopold looked at her curiously. “Thalassa, why do you have a PowerPoint slide of a cartoon?”

Upon hearing this, Thalassa felt her heart had skipped a beat.

She instinctively looked at Lysander.

Lysander’s deep gaze was also fixed on her. He was waiting for her response.

The pressure on Thalassa grew even more intense.

Why did she have a captóon PowerPoint slide?

Well, it was because her kids, Elowen and Sophia, loved Peppa Pig.

They weren’t satisfied with just watching the TV version of the cartoon. They felt the stories were too fe

w.

Every night before bed, they would ask Thalassa to tell them Peppa Pig stories but they didn’t want to h

ear stories that had been aired

on TV.

Where was she supposed to get all these new stories?

So, she made a PowerPoint slide, and every day she would put together a story. After familiarizing hers

elf with it, she could tell it as a bedtime story to her kids at night. It could also serve

as a cartoon to show the little ones.

How was she supposed to know that the USB stick would be in her pocket, and that in her nervousness

because of Lysander’s pressure, she would put it in the wrong place?

Now, being asked this question in front of Lysander, she felt her heart pounding with anxiety.

A cold sweat broke out on her back.