Rose's POV
It was already 30 minutes past 11 when we came out of the airport. A driver was waiting for us who was sent by my grandparents. Someone had come to receive Ryan's family. That person didn't seem to be a driver. Grandpa introduced the person to us.
"Meet Peter Dumont. He is my younger brother's son."
"So where are you staying?" Papa asked grandpa.
"He owns a hotel in the city." Grandpa said pointing towards Peter.
"So your relatives don't live here?" Mamma asked.
"Actually our home town is on the other side of the state and it's around five hours drive from here. My family used to come and visit us whenever they came to California. Peter stays with his family in an apartment. As you know it's not a leisure trip, we don't want to bother him. We will be staying at his hotel."
