The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 988

Thalassa dawdled in the secretary's office, nerves fluttering in her chest like a trapped bird, unable to muster the courage to set off.

Meanwhile, in the executive suite of the Sinclair Group, the atmosphere was as tense as a coiled spring.

Standing before the desk, David was focused; his gaze locked onto Lysander, who sat ensconced in his high-backed leather chair. David's every nerve was taut, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice.

The deep, intense eyes of Lysander flicked towards David and commanded, "Investigate. I want every detail of Thalassa's abduction. Every person involved- I want a thorough rundown."

The air around Lysander was sharp with a cold that could make one's skin crawl.

What was Thalassa hiding last night? Who was she protecting with her silence? Did she think a few lies could pull the wool over his eyes?

Beneath Lysander's calm exterior was a molten fury, ready to erupt and scorch everything in its path.

"Yes, sir. I'll get on it right away," David affirmed with a grave nod, quickly exiting the office.

The moment Lysander arrived at the office today, a storm seemed to follow him. His handsome face mirrored the intensity of the thunderclouds brooding outside.

During the morning meeting, the entire boardroom felt the chill of his displeasure, with every proposal met with a swift veto.

Everyone tiptoed around him, scared even to breathe too loudly.

David, who had an uncanny ability to read the room, knew that Lysander's foul mood was undoubtedly due to Thalassa.

He stayed on high alert, determined not to make a single misstep and become collateral damage.

And, sure enough, David's instincts were spot on. Lysander had just tasked him with uncovering the full story behind Thalassa's abduction from the day before.

After all, it was Lysander himself who had fired her from the Sinclair Group.

Surely, David didn't have the authority to rehire someone Lysander had personally dismissed.

With that, Thalassa secured her position—avoiding any conversational pitfalls and leaving David in a tricky spot.

David laughed, the sound smooth as silk. "Ms. Everhart, you're as sharp-tongued as ever. I've lost count of how many traps I've fallen into because of you. I'd be grateful if you spared me the digging. Why would I dare trip you up? You're here to see Mr. Sinclair, aren't you? He’s in his office. You can go straight up."

With a deft side-step, David avoided the question of whether he intended to lure Thalassa back as a secretary. Instead, he exposed Thalassa's defenses, demonstrating he had no intention of putting her on the spot while gracefully dismounting from his own precarious position.

After speaking, he stepped out of the elevator, making way for Thalassa to take her place.