Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 197

Chapter 197: 197- Mr. Sinclair’s Privacy

As the car stopped at the entrance, Valerie and Nina stepped out of it. Valarie adjusted her blouse and looked sideways to check if Nina was coming after her.

Nina’s sharp eyes scanned the area around the building once they started walking inside. They were here to see Rafael and the plan was to talk to him about Marissa and MSin.

Valerie had already started dreaming of spending the night with him. She wished she could get more time to look sexy and more presentable.

“Finally,” Valerie said flipping her hair over her shoulder, “Let’s see what Rafael has to say about all this drama that Marissa is creating.”

Walking beside her, Nina smirked. Their heels were clicking on the polished marble floor as they made their way to reach the lobby, “I hope we can talk to him in peace. Don’t get frustrated if Rafael doesn’t listen to you,” Nina warned Valarie whose face had gone stoic after she heard the name of her son.

“Stop thinking much, Val. Be confident!” Nina muttered under her breath with a smile, “If you want to ace it, then you need to show them how a Sinclair daughter-in-law must behave.”

They had entered the lobby where soft classical music was playing in the background. That reminded Valerie, that it had been some time since she last danced or got drunk.

God! She didn’t even sleep with Ethan, ever since they stepped in Kanderton.

Now she was getting more desperate to meet Rafael.

Nina was right. No matter what was going on, inside her head, she needed to appear like a confident daughter-in-law of the Sinclair family.

They approached the reception desk where a young woman greeted them with a polite smile, “Good evening, ma’am. How may I assist you?”

Valerie raised her face with a confident smile, “We’re here to see Rafael Sinclair,” she stated, “He should be expecting us.”

The receptionist’s smile faltered slightly but she maintained her composure, “Please let me check.”

She was checking something on her computer screen. After clicking a few keys on the keyboard, she frowned slightly, looking at the screen, and then eyed the ladies, “I’m sorry, ma’am. There is nothing here about any expected guests. In fact, we have strict instructions not to disturb him under any circumstances.”

Valerie’s eyes narrowed at the woman, “So what? I’m his wife. Valerie Sinclair. You can check the internet and search for me.”

Nina chimed in trying to diminish the impact of Valerie’s harsh words, “Perhaps you should check again, girl,” she told the receptionist as if the poor girl was her personal assistant, “We’re not just anyone. I’m his mom and she is his wife. We both are here to pay him a surprise visit.”

There were worry lines on the receptionist’s face, but she stayed firm. This wasn’t the first time, people were adamant about seeing someone.

“According to the hotel’s policy, we don’t allow surprise visits unless you are sharing his room. I apologize. But we have strict orders. Mr. Sinclair requested complete privacy.”

Valerie exchanged a glance with Nina. She could feel her heart sinking. This wasn’t going according to her plans.

“Is… is someone accompanying him, tonight?” she asked with uncertainty and Nina stopped herself from rolling her eyes.

How many times do I need to teach her that she needs to stay confident? Why does she let everyone see her desperation?

“I’m sorry, ma’am. But we aren’t allowed to tell you that,” The receptionist maintained a professional smile on her face.

Irritation was now simmering under Valerie’s composed attitude.

“Listen,” she began with an edge of authority in her voice, “I don’t care, what instructions he gave you. We are here now, and you can’t stop us from seeing him.”

Nina who was standing behind Valerie folded her arms and passed a cold smile to the lady, “Or you want us to approach your superior and explain to him why you denied us access.”

The practiced smile from the lady’s face vanished when she heard the threat in the older woman’s voice, “I’m sorry. But I can’t do much. My hands are tied. Mr. Sinclair’s instructions were quite clear. And that was – no disturbances,” she finished it with a raised brow.

Valerie’s anger flared and she wanted to strangle her neck. Nina was now squeezing her elbow secretly, a silent plea to control her anger.

Maybe that was the reason that when Valerie spoke, her voice was leveled, “And what would you do if we just head up to his suite?”

She was aware that Rafael would never stay in anything less than a suite.

The receptionist shook her head, her lips clenched tightly, “Then I guess… security has to intervene,” She placed her elbows on the desk, ignoring the fury, spreading on Valerie and Nina’s faces, “If you’d like, you can leave the message for him or…” she leaned forward, “You can call him. Of course, if you’re from his family then you must have his contact number. Call him and ask him to let you in.”

She had a point and Valerie didn’t know what to say anymore. That was when Nina decided to come back into the picture and take matters into her own hands, “This is ridiculous. Do you have any idea, who we are?”

By now, the receptionist seemed to get more irritated. She met Nina’s gaze quite steadily, “Yes, ma’am. I do. You are Mr. Sinclair’s mom, and she is his wife. You already told me. But you should also know Mr. Sinclair highly values his privacy. If he wishes to see you, he will reach out. Now if you please don’t have any other query then move out so that I can attend to the next customer.”

The man standing behind them had just arrived and was waiting for them patiently.

The way she dismissed both the Sinclair women, seemed insulting.

Nina gave a sharp look to the receptionist before turning to leave. She also grabbed Valerie’s arm before walking away.