Chapter 39

Grayson Pov

It's been a week since I came to Paris. I haven't had much time to play tourist. After I did the assignments when I got here, they sent me more. I have been hauled up in my room except when I go down to the restaurant to eat.

Today is the day that my mother comes to me. I called Vêronique and asked her to have a car ready for me at 8 am sharp. I told her I need to go to the airport and she told me she will have it ready for me.

I hear the room phone ring. I pick it up.

"Monsieur Taylor. This is reception calling. The car you requested is here."

"Thank you so much. I will be right down." I placed the phone back and walked down to the lobby. 

I see a black Suv waiting for me outside. There is also a small man standing next to the SUV. I walk towards him.

"Are you monsieur Taylor?" He asks with a french accent.

"Yes, that is me."

He opens up the door for me to get in. I thank him. He comes around and