In 45 minutes, they arrived at a majestic five-star hotel. Roman’s eyes widened in excitement as they stepped out of the car.
“Wow! Mommy, this place is so nice! I love it. It’s a luxurious presidential suite!” Roman exclaimed, unable to hide his excitement.
Kyle forced a weak smile at his enthusiasm. “It’s okay, boy. You talk a lot,” she replied, her tone more like a gentle scolding.
Ethan rolled his eyes and dramatically placed a hand on his forehead. “Can we at least go inside before you start scolding him? Besides, can’t you let it slide? He’s just a child,” he said, clenching his jaw, clearly irritated.
Kyle ignored Ethan’s comment and turned to Kent. “Which way?” she asked curtly.
“Follow me, ma’am,” Kent responded, leading the way.
“Right behind you,” Kyle said, grabbing Roman
