Chapter 72 Roof top

• LAWRENCE PARKED HIS car at the famous hotel. He gave the valet the key to his car and then helped me get out of it.
• My jaw dropped open as I wandered around the lobby. This is actually my dream hotel. I used to dream of getting in here when I was a child. The beauty and quality of the place are really different. It was Mediterranean-inspired, from the terra-cotta roofing to the white tile floor. Its size is also not a joke.
• “Good evening, Mr. President!” The one who’s wearing a uniform greeted him.