The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1287

Mentioning Thalassa’s four kids brought a sparkle to Evelyn's eyes, her heart swelled with warmth. But then, the thought of them staying with their father and beyond her reach whenever she wished to see them cast a shadow over her spirits.

After they finished eating, Thalassa and Evelyn started to pack their bags, getting ready to hit the road.

Callum had intended to see them off, but Thalassa insisted, “You should rest that injured leg of yours, just head back to your room. No need to trouble yourself with the ups and downs.”

“Have you guys booked your ride?” Callum asked, always sweating the small stuff.

“It's all set,” Thalassa assured him.

“Alright then, I won't see you out. Safe ride.” Callum conceded.

Dragging their suitcases, Thalassa and Evelyn stepped into the elevator and descended to the hotel lobby.

Thalassa handed her room key and ID to the receptionist with a curt, “Checking out!”

She couldn't shake off the irritation from earlier when she called the desk to request fresh sheets and the receptionist answered with a tone dripping with condescension.

A vacation was supposed to be joyful, yet it seemed wherever they went, they stumbled upon snobbery, souring the mood.

The receptionist glanced over her shoulder at Thalassa's brusque tone and processed the checkout with an air of impatience.

Thalassa, already harboring a grudge against this receptionist, now felt her patience wearing thin at the receptionist’s dismissive behavior.

Barely containing her anger, Thalassa said coldly, “Keep up this attitude, and I'll be on the phone to complain about you!”

Evelyn hurried after her, trying to soothe her, “Locals can be tough on outsiders; just let it slide.”

“Mom, you don’t get it, this isn’t just discrimination,” Thalassa fumed as they walked.

She knew this was Lysander’s doing!

He had orchestrated their eviction to push Evelyn out and hold the room for himself, trapping her in his plans. Without a reason to kick him out, he could claim the room was his all along.

That man – cunning in business and petty in personal grievances – had a knack for manipulation.

Whether it was the incident at the boat or the checkout, it all stemmed from Lysander's disdain for Evelyn. His contempt was practically written all over his face!