By the next afternoon, I and Theo reached Spain. For the entire way, he didn't talk with me. He kept glaring at me from time to time.

Not only this, he didn't even tell me who bought my luggage. He just threw a bag towards me and walked away. And as usual, I followed him like a lost puppy.

"Hello sir, thank you for choosing our hotel. We hope you get a good time here," the manager approached us as soon as we reached the hotel.

I exhaled looking towards the outside and crossed my fingers thinking at any cost I shouldn't run into my family. Already Theo is giving me stress, I wouldn't be able to take more trolls.

"Where are the rooms? And I hope you have followed the command," I jerked my thoughts thinking I should focus on work. Further my family must be busy to come here.

"Yes, everything is according to Mr. Martin's comfort. From our side, there won't be any discomfort or complaints," the manager said.

"Still, I would like to check the arrangements, especially the meeting area," I said.

"Sure, you can check everything in the evening," he politely said.