She glared at her assistant. Doctor Charlotte how is my wife, President Williams asked. She's fine the operation was successful, she just need alot of rest. Thank you, thank you doctor Charlotte, he said in aroused voice. She looked at him with a little warm in her eyes, which lasted for just a second
You're welcome.
She turned to the doctor she chased looking at him with cold eyes, The last thing you should do is to slander my name. Every body felt cold sweat dripping from their back, they all knew the youngster had a bad temper. Doctor Charlotte thank you, for the operation.She turned and looked at the directors, and gave a nod.
Hmmmm, hmmmm,hmmmm. Doctor Charlotte, your phone is ringing. Jacob passed her phone to her. She glanced at the caller and gave a sigh on her mind. She turned to director, assign a doctor to check on her every 30 minutes. Alright, the director answered. I'll be leaving now I have a flight to catch, they all nodded, and thank her once again.
She walked out with her assistant, she had a flight to attend, and she felt really exhausted.
The driver drove them to the hotel to get Freshend up. After freshig up the ate dinner before leaving for the airport.
Inside the plane.
Charlottesat sat in luxurious plane with a glass of red wine in her hand, which made her look like a ravishing godest. Her beauty could be said to be an undeniable allure, with a piercing brow eyes that seems to hold a little warmth if you give a close look.
What are in my next schedule, she asked her assistant. You have to attend an auction bidding after exiting the plane, Jacob answered. She closed her eyes feeling exhausted, she remembered the phone call but choose to ignore it. Jacob clear all of my schedule for this week. Yes mam, he replied.
After long hours of flight finally arriving at Paris also know as the city of light.
As they emerged from the plane, the crisp Parisian air enveloped them, caring the sweet scent of a brewed coffee and the soft hum of the airport. The beautiful girl with her captivating brown eyes and her dark hair beauty, slipped into the sleek sedan with her assistant.
As they speed through the city, the iconic land mark of Paris blurred past them, the Effile-Tower iron lattice work, the Arc de Thriomphe's triumphant arch, the Sean river gentle flow. They whizzed past the fashion boutique and art galleries of the champs E'lysees, the majestic graduer of palais Ganier, and the charming windy street of Montmartrte.
Their destination was the luxurious hotel plaza Athenee, nestled in the heart of the fashionable 8th arrondissment. As they, pulled up to the hotel's elegant entrance, a liveried doorman swept open the door, welcoming them to the epitome Parisian luxury.
Inside, Charlotte slipped into a lavish suite, surrounded by opulent furnishings, axquisite artwork, and breath taking views of Eiffle Tower. As she changed into a stunning fashionable gown, she met her assistant in the hallway looking as sharp in a silver assented suit. She nodded at him, they both walked down to the auction bidding, wondering what the city of light holds for tonight.