We woke up and got ready for our departure from Germany.
All the associates again transported to the airport and Miller's private jet flew us to our hometown.
Demi didn't talk much because of her running nose and sore throat.
We landed at California's Airport and after picking our luggage we walked out of the exit.
"We must call a cab," I said
"I had my car parked at the parking," she informed
"Great! let's go home," I joyfully said
Looking at her clumsy, tired face, I initiated to drive and she happily agreed on that.
We slide in the car,
"You must consult a doctor," I advised
"Certainly," she said
"What is your schedule for tomorrow?" I asked
"I have three meetings and six designs to finalise including your cabin, few pending orders of Dream Aqualand are also lined up and ex
