As Anya and Maya settled into their seats on the plane, Maya wasted no time , She began to explain their itinerary, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
"Rhea will be our personal guide," she declared, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"She's the one who knows all the best places in Thailand."
Anya's curiosity was piqued.
"What's first on the agenda?" she asked.
"The inauguration party!"
Maya replied, her voice rising with excitement. "It's happening tonight, from 6 PM to 1 AM."
Rhea's flight was delayed, so she'll be arriving a few hours late.
That means we can't start our exploration of Thailand without her.
We can enjoy some sightseeing from our respective hotel room until she arrives, and then we'll rush to the inauguration party.
Don't worry about Rhea not being there at the beginning.
As Anya, Maya, and Arnav stepped out of the airport,
they were greeted by the bustling energy of Thailand.
After a brief moment to take in their surroundings, they hailed a cab and headed towards their hotel.
Once they arrived, they were assigned their rooms.
To their surprise, the three of them were given rooms on different floors.
While this was unexpected, they decided to rest,
After a long day of travel, Anya, Maya, and Arnav were exhausted.
They quickly changed into comfortable clothes and collapsed onto their beds,
falling asleep almost immediately.
The comfort of their hotel rooms and the anticipation of the upcoming days filled them with a sense of peace and tranquility.
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Meanwhile on Marc's side
Marc was a man of calculated elegance,
his movements are as precise as the gears of a finely tuned watch.
Tonight was a night of celebration, the grand inauguration of his latest venture.
As he oversaw the final preparations, a confident smirk played on his lips.
He had everything under control.
Just then, his phone buzzed.
It was his father, a man of unpredictable humor and a penchant for the dramatic.
"So, my boy," his father's voice boomed over the line, "are the preparations for this grand affair truly complete?"
Marc's smirk widened.
"Absolutely, Father," he replied, his voice laced with a hint of arrogance. "Everything is in place.
A night to remember."
Despite his outward confidence,
Marc felt a flutter of nerves. He had worked tirelessly on this project,
and tonight was the culmination of his efforts.He couldn't afford to fail.
The cold heart of marc
Marc's childhood was a stark contrast to the lavish life he now led.
Raised in a world dominated by business and financial dealings,
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