Chapter 93 Grandpa’s Here

Tamara’s mind had shortcircuited. Sebastian chuckled in amusement as he left the room. When Tamara returned to her senses, she threw a pillow at the door. Damn him! How could she ever win against him in terms of strength? Recalling the scene, Tamara’s face burned a bright red. Goddamn it! Tamara thrashed around in anger. Checking the time on her phone, she realized it was 10 am. She promptly decided to book an afternoon plane ticket home. She must leave this bastard of a man! When afternoon rolled around, Tamara was done packing her things and had left the hotel. Once she got into the taxi, she sent Anthony a text: “I’ll be going back to Londsville.” Anthony’s reply was swift: “So soon? Didn’t you say you wanted to rest for the day?” Tamara replied: “I’ll rest when I’m back home.” Anthony responded: “Understood.” Switching off her phone, Tamara turned her head to give one last victorious look at the hotel. With this, Sebastian would finally leave her alone. Tamara’s fligh