Gemma
I still can't believe that Larry chartered a big ass jet for the two of us. I know that they're not cheap. I had booked several times for him and his Dad's business trips with their associates, when the company's jet was too small. I am well aware that Larry is filthy rich, but still, I am not used to this kind of treatment. I am not built to be spoiled.
The first-class treatment continues as the Rolls-Royce chauffeured pick-up service drives us to the Ritz-Carlton. From there, Larry checked us into their best suite looking over the Victoria Harbor.
It's our first day in Hong Kong, and I am feeling intimidated already. Oh, God,... I don't know if the week will loosen up my nerves or tie me up in knots.
"Gemma, do you want to rest or go sightseeing? Or maybe visit the spa?" Larry
