The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Chapter 1283

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Chapter 1283 Yesterday, the hotel staff were compliant when Lysander rang them up, requesting a change of bed sheets.

So why was it that today she got the cold shoulder when she made the call? “It was different yesterday,” the front desk clerk replied in a tone that was as dry as overcooked turkey.

“How is it any different?” Thalassa pressed on, her frustration simmering.

“Because yesterday...” the clerk started before biting her tongue, letting out a sigh that could deflate a parade balloon, “Alright, fine. We'll change the sheets for you this time. But do us a favor and try not to douse them then, okay?” “This is lousy service! We're checking out. We won't stay at this place any longer,” Thalassa fumed, feeling the blatant disparity in treatment.

The front desk had skind of favoritism going on. Yesterday, Lysander called and the clerk was all over it like white on rice, with the staff showing up to change the sheets in a heartbeat.

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But today, they treated her like she was asking for the moon when she called.

“You're welcto check out. A gentleman has been eager to move in,” the clerk said with a tone that suggested they had been waiting for them to leave.

Thalassa was stunned. Were they really waiting for them to vacate the room? Was this mysterious gentleman Lysander? After all, he had stayed in this room just the day before, and she had asked him to lea today.

Was Lysander trying to push her out so he could book the room and have a reason to Evelyn out? Thalassa felt a bitter sting in her chest, as if her heart Being brined in saltwater.

She wanted to protect her mother, yet Lysander seemed intent on rubbing salt in her wounds, wanting to drive her mother away.

And to think she had believed Lysander was trying to help her reason with Evelyn? She realized he didn’t care about her feelings or her mother’s at all.

He was all about claiming territory and possession! With a heavy heart, Thalassa snapped at the phone, “We're checking out right now!” She slammed the phone down.

1/2 08:31 Her mother had had an accident, and she was already shaken to her core, longing to take a nap with her to recuperate.

But instead, she faced this heartburn-inducing debacle.

Having heard Thalassa’s phone ordeal, Evelyn suggested, “Let's just make do and get ssleep, honey. There aren’t many hotels around, and who knows how long it'll take to find another.” Thalassa’s eyes welled up, looking at Evelyn, “Mom, I'm sorry...” “Silly girl, there's no need for apologies between mother and daughter,” Evelyn chided gently, patting her daughter's head.

But Thalassa couldn't swallow the insult of being treated with such disdain by the front desk and still having to stay.

She really should take her mother away and find another hotel.

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Yet her mother was right. There weren't many options nearby.

Changing places would mean lugging their weary bodies and heavy luggage around in searching, going through the whole rigmarole of checking in.

That could easily waste an extra hour or two.

Better to rest now and give their tired bodies and souls a respite first.

Thalassa caved, “Mom, let's just sleep on the other bed. The one with the wet sheets won't do.” Back at the hotel front desk.

Callum leaned on his cane, hovering near the counter. The clerk hung up the phone and looked up at him, “Mr.

Gordon, | have said it just as you wanted.” Callum handed her a card, “Good job.”

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