The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1311

Ethan and Thalassa arrived at the commercial shoot location soon.

The ad agency representative greeted them with a warm smile, "Mr. Ethan, welcome. Care for a drink?"

Zane handed Ethan a bottle of mineral water, but conspicuously left Thalassa empty-handed.

And then there was that look – a glance shot her way, loaded with an unmistakable distaste.

Thalassa was baffled, clueless about what she might've done to rub Zane the wrong way.

Ethan noticed Zane's reactions and, with a knowing smirk, passed his own water bottle to Thalassa, "Ms. Everhart, you take this."

Thalassa knew Ethan was trying to avoid awkwardness, nudging Zane to respect her.

But she needed none of it.

She understood why Zane discriminated against her, his gaze brimming with rejection because she lacked a pedigree like Ethan’s. She was "merely" an assistant.

In this day and age, snobs were a dime a dozen.

No point in bickering with a snob.

"No need, Mr. Ethan. I'm not thirsty," Thalassa declined gracefully.

"Okay," Ethan replied curtly, before tossing the water bottle back to Zane. "Take it back, then. Your hospitality is a bit too much for me."

Zane was red-faced and flustered, then he took the water back.

Ethan's expression cooled as he strode ahead.

Thalassa hurried up to follow.

"Let's check out the studio. The models should be in there," Ethan said over his shoulder to Thalassa.