Babel Novel
Chapter 52
Thalassa kicked open the door with one hand, all smiles and politeness plastered on her face.
“Esteemed guests, your grub is ready”
Seeing the four men seated in the room, her smile instantly froze on her face.
This scene seemed oddly familiar.
Four men, all familiar faces.
The one at the very end, a hunky, cool dude with a face like a stone-cold fox, all dressed in black,
sharp as a tack. His penetrating gaze was making her
heart race
It was Lysander!
A meter away from him sat the rosy-cheeked Alaric
Next to Alaric was the sunshine-bright Ethan.
And at the very end was the bespectacled and scholarly-looking Richard.
Weren’t these the same four dudes from Box V8 last time?
Why them again?
Did they basically live in Box V8, or was this their regular haunt?
Thalassa’s smile seemed rather stiff. She managed a forced grin and said, “Here’s to a grand evening,
gentlemen,”
Just as she was about to hightail it out of the room, Alaric’s playful voice chimed in, “Evelyn, you’re also
part of our service tonight. Come here and serve
me.”
As he said this, Alaric’s eyes darted towards Lysander, making it clear he wanted him to hear.
He’d noticed that Lysander seemed to have a bit of a soft spot for the woman. He’d bumped into her
earlier at the Sinclair Group, so he couldn’t help but link her with Lysander.
“1,” Thalassa was about to clarify that she was just a waiter, not part of their meal.
Lysander interrupted her coolly, saying, “You’re mistaken, she’s Thalassa.”
“Oh? Thalassa” So Evelynis just her stage name?” Alaric raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued.
He remembered that the last time they were in Box VB, she’d introduced herself as Evelyn.
Lysander scoffed, “A stage name? That’s too refined for her.
-Thalassa could tell that Lysander was mocking and looking down on her.
She clenched her teeth in anger, forcing a smile. “Mr. Sinclair, I’m no longer an employee of the Sinclair
group. You don’t need to keep picking on me. I admit I made a mistake by pretending to be someone
else, but I didn’t cause any harm to the Sinclair Group. Instead, I worked for a few days without pay
Even if I didn’t make a big contribution, I did put in the effort. Does a bigshot like you enjoy picking on
the little guys when you’re bored? Don’t you have anything better to do?”
Thalassa couldn’t stand being told she was “unworthy”.
To her, it was a huge insult.
She didn’t think she was any worse than anyone else. She made a living with her own two hands and
never broke the law, so how could she be “unworthy” of anything?
Thalassa stood tall and countered Lysander, leaving everyone in the room stunned.
Alaric, Ethan, and Richard exchanged glances, then all eyes turned to Lysander and Thalassa. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
They sensed there must be some untold stories between these two, otherwise, no woman would dare
provoke Lysander like this.
The other girls Thalassa brought into the room were too scared to make a peep.
After Thalassa finished speaking, she locked eyes with Lysander’s icy stare. She felt a chill run down
her spine, and fear filled her heart.
Just as she was about to make an excuse to escape, Lysander stood up and walked towards her. His
overpowering presence made Thalassa back away, but she was caught by the collar by Lysander.
His grip was so strong that she was lifted off the ground. He looked down at her, his icy and powerful
aura washing over her. “Like this? You like the feeling of being grabbed by men, don’t you?”