Babel Novel
Chapter 25
Mr. Sinclair’s gaze was intense, making David feel edgy. It seemed like this chick, Evelyn, had some
kind of connection with Mr. Sinclair. Otherwise, why would he be so bothered by a simple phone call? This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.
“What’s up, speak.” David said in a friendly tone.
Thalassa spelled the whole thing out for him
David said in a relaxed way. “Tll fix this issue for you in a jiffy.”
After hanging up, he saw Lysander with a face darker than storm clouds, his eyes sharp as a knife.
David quickly explained, “Mr. Sinclair, I saw John harassing Evelyn in the lobby yesterday afternoon. It
was seriously messing up the company vibe, so I gave him a piece of my mind and fired him. But I
have no clue how his leg got broken. Now his wife wants to sue Evelyn for breaking up their home and
intentional harm. I was asked to testify as a witness.
David gave Lysander a brief on the whole situation.
Mr. Sinclair’s love lady was about to be investigated, and David had to spill the beans to Mr. Sinclair to
avoid any misunderstanding that he and Evelyn were up to no good.
As Lysander’s right–hand man, David always kept his image squeaky clean, not wanting Mr. Sinclair to
get the wrong idea about him.
He needed not only his skills but also a mouth that could clear up misunderstandings at any moment.
If misconceptions weren’t clarified, they would only get deeper.
Lysander realized why Evelyn had sought out David. He had been misunderstanding.
This woman didn’t have the guts to flirt with his assistant.
“Drive straight to the police station and let the cops handle everything.” Lysander leaned on his
wheelchair, his tone relaxed but firm.
Such a petty issue causing such a stir in the Sinclair group was laughable.
“Roger that.” David accepted the order and started the car.
At the police station, Lysander and David walked in together.
Lysander saw a woman sitting to one side. She was downcast, her face full of despair. Her red lips
slightly parted, her breath rising and falling rhythmically, her eyes filled with injustice.
She seemed drained.
Seeing her like this, Lysander’s brow furrowed.
Thalassa had been arguing with John’s wife the whole way and felt like she was about to blow a
gasket.
She’d run into an unreasonable jerk. What a bad luck..
She looked up and saw the formidable Lysander. He had such a strong presence that everything
around him seemed to fade into insignificance. He was impossible to miss.
Seeing Lysander’s handsome, cold face, Thalassa’s heart sank, and she felt a pang of panic.
Why was Mr. Sinclair here?
The next second, she saw David next to Lysander, immediately standing up and greeting him, “David,
you’re here, thank goodness.”
Her eyes lit up, and she stole a glance at Lysander.
Every time she saw him, she would remember the unexpected kiss in the office corridor and that
tingling sensation all over her body. This made her heartbeat irregular and she felt very nervous.
Lysander’s deep gaze also fell on her. For a moment, their eyes met..
Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat, quickly shifting her gaze away, pretending she was just casually
looking around and hadn’t noticed him.
“Evelyn, come and register The police called.
“Okay” Thalassa immediately walked to the registration desk, taking out Evelyn’s ID card.
Her heart was pounding with anxiety, fearful that her use of her mother’s ID card would be discovered.
The cop glanced at the information on the ID card, then looked at her again, clearly skeptical, “You look
a lot younger than the age on this ID card.”
Mr. Sinclair’s gaze was intense, making David feel edgy. It seemed like this chick, Evelyn, had some
kind of connection with Mr. Sinclair. Otherwise, why would he be so bothered by a simple phone call?
“What’s up, speak.” David said in a friendly tone.
Thalassa spelled the whole thing out for him
David said in a relaxed way. “Tll fix this issue for you in a jiffy.”
After hanging up, he saw Lysander with a face darker than storm clouds, his eyes sharp as a knife.
David quickly explained, “Mr. Sinclair, I saw John harassing Evelyn in the lobby yesterday afternoon. It
was seriously messing up the company vibe, so I gave him a piece of my mind and fired him. But I
have no clue how his leg got broken. Now his wife wants to sue Evelyn for breaking up their home and
intentional harm. I was asked to testify as a witness.
David gave Lysander a brief on the whole situation.
Mr. Sinclair’s love lady was about to be investigated, and David had to spill the beans to Mr. Sinclair to
avoid any misunderstanding that he and Evelyn were up to no good.
As Lysander’s right–hand man, David always kept his image squeaky clean, not wanting Mr. Sinclair to
get the wrong idea about him.
He needed not only his skills but also a mouth that could clear up misunderstandings at any moment.
If misconceptions weren’t clarified, they would only get deeper.
Lysander realized why Evelyn had sought out David. He had been misunderstanding.
This woman didn’t have the guts to flirt with his assistant.
“Drive straight to the police station and let the cops handle everything.” Lysander leaned on his
wheelchair, his tone relaxed but firm.
Such a petty issue causing such a stir in the Sinclair group was laughable.
“Roger that.” David accepted the order and started the car.
At the police station, Lysander and David walked in together.
Lysander saw a woman sitting to one side. She was downcast, her face full of despair. Her red lips
slightly parted, her breath rising and falling rhythmically, her eyes filled with injustice.
She seemed drained.
Seeing her like this, Lysander’s brow furrowed.
Thalassa had been arguing with John’s wife the whole way and felt like she was about to blow a
gasket.
She’d run into an unreasonable jerk. What a bad luck..
She looked up and saw the formidable Lysander. He had such a strong presence that everything
around him seemed to fade into insignificance. He was impossible to miss.
Seeing Lysander’s handsome, cold face, Thalassa’s heart sank, and she felt a pang of panic.
Why was Mr. Sinclair here?
The next second, she saw David next to Lysander, immediately standing up and greeting him, “David,
you’re here, thank goodness.”
Her eyes lit up, and she stole a glance at Lysander.
Every time she saw him, she would remember the unexpected kiss in the office corridor and that
tingling sensation all over her body. This made her heartbeat irregular and she felt very nervous.
Lysander’s deep gaze also fell on her. For a moment, their eyes met..
Thalassa’s heart skipped a beat, quickly shifting her gaze away, pretending she was just casually
looking around and hadn’t noticed him.
“Evelyn, come and register The police called.
“Okay” Thalassa immediately walked to the registration desk, taking out Evelyn’s ID card.
Her heart was pounding with anxiety, fearful that her use of her mother’s ID card would be discovered.
The cop glanced at the information on the ID card, then looked at her again, clearly skeptical, “You look
a lot younger than the age on this ID card.”