Chapter 1287


    Mentioning Thssa’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, Thssa and Evelyn started to pack their bags, getting ready to hit the road.


    Callum had intended to see them off, but Thssa 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,” Thssa assured him.


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


    Dragging their suitcases, Thssa and Evelyn stepped into the elevator and descended to the hotel


    lobby.


    Thssa 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 nced over her shoulder at Thssa''s brusque tone and processed the checkout


    with an air of impatience.


    Thssa, already harboring a grudge against this receptionist, now felt her patience wearing thin at the


    receptionist’s dismissive behavior.


    Barely containing her anger, Thssa said coldly, “Keep up this attitude, and I''ll be on the phone to


    The receptionist turned, her face a mask of indifference, “Exactly which part of my service seems poor


    to you? Aren’t I processing your checkout as you asked?”


    Just as Thssa was about to escte the confrontation, Evelyn stepped in and tugged at her arm,


    “Let it go. Let’s just get out of here as soon as possible.”


    All Evelyn wanted was to get back home and have a good rest.


    Yielding to Evelyn''s persuasion, Thssa shot the receptionist a re but let the matter slide.


    The checkout waspleted swiftly, and the receptionist handed back her ID.


    Thssa snatched it and retorted, “Now you can give that room to the gentleman you were so eager to


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    please!”


    With that, she wheeled her suitcase around and stormed off.


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


    She knew this was Lysander’s doing! Co?tent оf Draмa?ovеls.cом


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