Chapter sixty

Writer's POV

She could still remember how she had met him. Everything was still so fresh to her. So instead of dwelling in thoughts of how he had acted, she decided to think about everything all over again.

She stepped into the hotel of Rachel Okafor on that evening, and halted on her tracks when she saw how grand the hotel was. She couldn't help admiring lthe hotel's exquisiteness. It was very huge, captivating, breathtaking and looked nothing like a Nigerian but those hotels in foreign countries.

The atmosphere had this cool aura and smelt of rich roses. The garaged couldn't contain the numerous expensive looking cars, and wealthy-looking people were emerging from those cars.

All the men were clad in black tuxedos while the women were dressed in black gowns.

Mia stood on her ground, wondering how the owner of the hotel knew such wealthy and good looking people.

Well, tho