LAWRENCE parked his car at famous hotel. He gave the valet the key to his car and then helped me into it.

My jaw dropped open as I wandered around the lobby. This is actually my dream hotel. I used to dream of getting in here when I was a child. The beauty and quality of the place is really different. It was a Mediterranean inspired, from the terra-cotta roofing to the white tile floor. Its size is also not a joke inside.

"Good evening Mr. President!" The one who's wearing a uniform greeted him.

Suddenly I looked at Lawrence with amazement in his eyes, "This ... is yours?!"

He...