The private plane owned by *Cristino Corporation* lands at a private airport in New York City. Mrs Cristino walks down the plane with a bossy look as the fresh breeze blows her hair, aimlessly.
Once she steps her feet to the ground, she lifts her head to the sky with her eyes closed and takes a deep breath saying “Oh home, sweet home. It always feels different”
She has been away for about 15 long years and she so much misses the vibe of her lovely city. Goosebumps coat all her skin as she walks into the private car that has been waiting for her. The driver loads her suitcases in the back and rushes back to his seat.
“Ma'am, you're welcome to New York City. We have beautiful views here maybe I can drive you around when you are free?" the driver says and she smiles. “That will be nice.
