Chapter 18

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Mr. Richards lead me back into his living quarters and we sat down at his dining room table. He had a few blueprints set out. They were of the guest rooms. One caught me off guard. The fourth floor. I forgot about the fourth floor because you could only access the towers from the third floor. It was built onto the mansion before Grigori died. It seems, though, that it could be turned into the Presidential Suite, like most fancy hotels would have for the chance of if a president were to remotely consider staying there.

"So, we usually don't have many rich people come by but every now and again. I have been wanting to make a Presidential Suite because there was a few politicians from the White House that stayed here in our bigger rooms on the Third floor, and you never know what to expect afterwards."

"When did that happen?" I looked over the plans.

"About a week before you all got here." He looked at me from across the table. "You told us to consult you before anything was done to the hotel, so I figured to probably tell you in case you choose to do something different."

"A presidential suit would be ideal, Mr. Richards. The fourth floor would seem the best place to put it. Is that what you were getting at?" I raised a brow at him and he nodded. "Well, unfortunately, I would appreciate taking the fourth floor as it was built right before my grandfather died. Now, I am willing to build onto the back of the hotel. There is land that has not been used. In fact, if I remember correctly, this estate has over 600 acres. I will get in touch with Jeremy's father -he owns a construction company- once I graduate in order to build onto this mansion." And perhaps build the elderly couple their own home so they don't have to worry about noisy people and stay away from my future affairs. I plan to bring so much life back to this place. Just like how it used to be. "So, for now, until all renovations have been completed for the additions, I suppose it is a good idea to have the fourth floor as a Presidential Suite. Yeah, we'll do that."

"So, you will have additions to the hotel?" He raised a brow.

"We can afford it, right? That extra million a month looks really good to a construction company." I smirked. "I will come up with the layout plans once I get back. If by chance, the President does make an appearance here, do call me so I can get a plane ticket ASAP."

"Where will you stay once you come back?"

"My girlfriend and I will stay in the second largest room in the hotel. Should be room 352, no?" I pointed to the blueprints of the third floor. "by the looks of the blueprints, it used to be a master bedroom for when my grandfather owned the estate."

"It's the only room we never touched. Something always felt off about it." Mr. Richards shuttered.

"Well, you have three months until I come back to ensure the room is ready for my girlfriend and I to move in. Sound good?" I smiled.

"Yes, sir." He smiled. "You are very easy to do business with. Thank you."

"I'm not complicated. I'm giving you freewill to do whatever, but I will obviously put my opinion in. So, we got a deal?"

"You bet."

 We shook hands and I left their living quarters to go find Erika again, but Jeremy stopped me. He looked so confused, which is never a good thing. He pulled me off to the side, away from anybody who would remotely pass through the area.

"Okay, what is going on?" He frowned and crossed his arms.

"What do you mean?" I raised a brow.

"With you! You and this hotel! There is something you are not telling me." He glared at me.

"Jeremy, follow me." I lead him into a small office by the front desk. I sat down in the chair behind the desk and he sat in front of it. "So, this is what's going on. This hotel is mine now due to a will that my grandfather wrote and had notarized by many people. I made an agreement with the Richards to live here as long as they pass everything through me. After I graduate, this becomes my home. I have so much money that I don't know what to do with it. My grandfather was one of the richest men alive, and now all of that gets passed down to me."

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