The gentle purr of Christian's sleek black sedan fills the quiet morning air as it glides effortlessly into the hotel parking lot, precisely at 07:55. Christian steps out, adjusting his tailored suit with a confident air. The hotel security team, vigilant at the entrance, offer a collective nod of respect as he passes, their morning greetings a familiar ritual.
"Good morning, Mr. Anderson," one of the security guards says, receiving a nod in response. The routine exchange sets the tone for the day ahead.
Entering the hotel lobby, Christian is enveloped in a symphony of sounds β the rustle of newspapers, the murmur of guests enjoying breakfast in the adjacent restaurant, and the gentle hum of staff preparing for the day. Virginia, the receptionist, catches his eye and offers a warm smile.
"Good morning, Virginia," Christian greets her with a friendly smile.
