Standing in front of the City of Dreams Hotel is Dion Saldivar. A phone on his hand and frustration sketch all over his face.
I press the on and off racker on the side of my phone for it to light up. There I saw what time is it. The contract signing with the executives of Hera Beauty as well as the press conference will start in about an hour and half.
I am not yet late but because of the preparations that we need to do before everything starts. Dion is probably getting nervous that I might run late, I can't be late. We can't make the executives wait.
I stopped the car in front of the hotel. Grab my flap bag from the shotgun seat and the boxes of shoes and dress that Aeron gave me last night. I promised him that I will be wearing his gift so I have it with me right now.
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