Her next stop was Paris, France. It was a two hours flight from Barcelona. She took off from Barcelona 7:30 AM and arrived 9:30 PM.
She peeped through the window on their way to the hotel and she was just as mind blown as she was when she saw Barcelona. The architectural structure and everything about Paris were beautiful.
The view at her hotel room was also as scenic as the one in Barcelona. Even more scenic, because it was the view of the Eiffel tower. She was so full of joy and was already daydreaming about going so close to it, when her phone suddenly started ringing, pulling her out of her day dream, that was going to be a reality soon.
She rushed over to the bed, where her phone was, and picked it up.
‘Mr. Henderson.’ She read the name that flashed on her phone’s screen out loud
