Her beauty, it was something ordinary people just couldn't appreciate.
But just now, she had taken a close look at Lysander and couldn't help but notice his uncanny resemblance to her eldest son.
His eyes, his eyebrows, his demeanor, they were all so much like her son Atticus.
Could he really be the father of her children?
No, no, no, that's just absurd!
How could the big shot CEO of the Sinclair group ever set foot in a poor place like where she lives?
It must just be a coincidence.
Thalassa took a moment to calm her racing heart, and as soon as she felt a bit more relaxed, she began to sweep
She cleaned fast, afraid that Lysander might come to use the bathroom again..
This little misunderstanding had already happened twice, a third time would just be ridiculous.
After quickly finishing up with the bathroom, Thalassa came out to see Faye and David in the hallway.
Faye was asking David something.