The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Chapter 217

Thalassa was Alina pretty antsy Wasn’t A. Smclair a bachelor? Why the heck would a mother–in–

law show up looking for him?

Did he be the knot on the down low?

She really couldn’t wrap her head around these rich geople’s lives.

As a secretary part of her job was dealing with the boss’s problems.

“I’ve never heard of Mr. Sinclair getting hitched. Are you guys sure you haven’t crossed your wires? Ho

w about this? Let her chill for a sec. I’ll be right down.”

It this lady was a phony, she couldn’t just let her run up and bother

Mr. Sinclair. It she did, she’d be dropping the ball.

But it this was actually Mr. Sinclair’s mother, turning her away at the door would be stepping on toes. T

hat’d be dropping the ball, too.

So she had to get to the bottom of this before she could make a call.

Ahly thek The receptionist hung up the phone, kept her smile, and politely told the woman in front of her

, “My apologies; our secretary

says she’s never heard of Mr. Sinclair getting married. She asks that you hang tight for a moment while

she comes down to see you.”

Even was getting antsy. She wanted to prove her claim was legit, so she blurted out, “Mr. Sinclair built

a mansion for our family. He even drove my daughter home. They’re datina, so I really am Mr. Sinclair’s

future mother–in–law, Let me in; I need to have a chat with Mr. Sinclair.”

Just then, the doors to the private elevator opened, and out came Lysander, radiating a noble air in his

hand–tailored black suit and deep purple tie.

Evelyn’s voice was loud. The second the elevator doors opened, Lysander heard her claim to be his fut

ure mother–in–law and her demand to see him.

He stepped out of the elevator and looked toward the reception desk.

“Good morning, Mr. Sinclair.” The receptionist greeted him as soon as she saw him standing straight.

Evelyn quickly turned around. She saw a handsome, regal man standing there. A man she recognized f

rom before in Hollowbrook.

And the receptionist was calling him Mr. Sinclair.

He was Thalassa’s boss, no doubt about it.

“Mr. Sinclair, wait, I need to have a word with you.” Evelyn was always straightforward. She said what w Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

as on her mind.

This time, she was here to talk about her daughter.

Just then. Thalassa came out of the elevator. She was supposed to handle this mother–in–

law situation.

But before she could even reach the lobby, she saw a middle–

aged woman chasing after Mr. Sinclair, looking like she had something urgent to say.

And that middle–aged woman was her mom, Evelyn!

Oh my god, why was her mom here, and why was she looking for their boss?

Could it be that the woman who claimed to be Mr. Sinclair’s mother–in–law was Evelyn?

She couldn’t believe that on her first day as a secretary, the first issue she had to handle for Mr. Sinclair

was her own mother.

Thalassa felt a surge of panic and quickened her pace.

“Mr. Sinclair, I know my daughter

might not be the cream of the crop. She’s been through some rough patches, and they still

haunt her. But she’s a sincere and kind–

hearted girl. If you really like her and are willing to step up to the plate, then please marry her. But if you

’re just playing around and not ready to take responsibility, then please leave her alone.”

Evelyn caught up to Lysander and said what she’d been rehearsing.

Ever since the day Thalassa came home crying, saying people thought she wasn’t good enough for hi

m, it had been breaking Evelyn’s heart.

Even though she sometimes criticized her daughter for not being perfect, seeing her hurt was like a da

gger to her own heart.

David, Lysander’s right–hand man, stopped Evelyn from getting any closer.

As Lysander’s chief assistant, he’d seen countless women go gaga over Lysander, chasing after him b

ecause of his looks, his background, or his wealth.

Evelyn’s situation, using her daughter as an excuse to pester Lysander, was nothing new to him.

David blocked Evelyn, preventing her from following, and sternly told her, “Ma’am, Mr. Sinclair doesn’t f

all for just anyone. There

are plenty of women who want to become Mrs. Sinclair, but you need to be clear about your daughter’s

real identity.”