Chapter 178 Confirmed

• Reaching the summit, we navigated our way towards what will soon become the presidential suite. The panoramic view of the surrounding woods unfolded before us; a breathtaking sight framed by a floor-to-ceiling window.
• As we stood in awe of the fading sunset, Paul's voice, a quiet whisper, reached my ear. "Tell me that it is not fate," he murmured, drawing me into a tender embrace. With the hues of dusk still lingering, he continued, "If I had never met you, who would have given me this idea?"
• I couldn't help but be impressed that a casual remark about dreariness had evolved into a grand vision. The hotels, once mere concepts, had now materialized into a tangible part of our reality. In the profound silence, both of us stood fixated on the enchanting woods beyond, appreciating the moment.