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It was late in the night by th time everyone from Tulip's family reached Bogota. On reaching home dada has informed her that they would be going home in the afternoon. Tulip was both happy and confused by the sudden change of plan. She didn't like uncertainty in things like travel specially.
"Ale, it's late and you both must be tired from the flight. Why don't you come home with us and tomorrow driver will take you too the Williams Palace?" Her PA suggested after they all got down from the jet.
Dada thought for a moment before he turned to face Tulip.
"What do you say?" He asked with a seriousness that felt odd at the situation.
"Anything would do for me," she answered.
