Six days from now, it will be my twenty-fifth birthday. I thought to myself while seated in my swivel chair inside my plush office which was located on the eighth floor of the sixteen-story Fleur De Luna Hotel.
My parents hired an organizer who will oversee the preparation of my birthday party. I have nothing to do except sit down, relax, and wait for my special day to arrive. However, it was impossible to just sit still and wait for people to get the job done. I'm used to working on things on my own without relying on anyone.
Despite my parent's protests, I helped them to prepare my birthday party which is going to be held at the magnificent La Paraiso Hotel which is now my property.
My property. The thought brought a smile to my lips.
Who would expect that I am now the owner of the hotel where I got kicked out a year ago?