Chapter 5

GRACE

Seconds later, we were walking past a huge car park and our feet led us to the rear of the building. We entered through one of the revolving doors and faced an elevator moments later. The fanciness in that space met my expectations and as we waited for the ting of the elevator, I kept my eyes glued on the red rug that ran its length and breadth over the entire ground in that empty room.

The elevator opened without wasting much time.

“After you, ma’am,” The guard ushered me in before he walked in.

Once we were settled and the doors were closed, he pressed one of the buttons.

PH 5.

That could only mean that we were heading for a penthouse.

Damn...

This family is without a doubt, rich. Because residing in a penthouse in the great Hotel Pierre can only mean that these people are the true meaning of super-rich individuals.

Soon the elevator stopped and vomited us into an open room that had a dark green