Domineering Love
Chapter 483 - 484: The Whole World Belongs to Him

Chapter 483: Chapter 484: The Whole World Belongs to Him

Paris, France, the city of romance, a place every woman dreams of.

It has all the elements of romance, with a fragrant aroma filling the air. This is also the place that Mother Turner finally decided to bring Cherish Turner on their trip.

The location and expenses were actually arranged by Daniel Peacock. On this point, Mother Turner felt that perhaps they could mend their relationship.

When Cherish heard that it was arranged by Daniel Peacock, she initially didn’t want to come. However, she didn’t want to dampen her mother’s enthusiasm either. She thought that she could just repay him for the trip expenses afterward. She didn’t want to be indebted to him.

As soon as they disembarked from the plane, they were greeted by the refreshing air, which immediately lifted their spirits. The exhaustion from the long flight seemed to vanish in an instant.

Cherish and her mother walked arm in arm, with Daniel’s subordinate Graham accompanying them, carrying their luggage and bags as they headed towards the exit.

"Daniel has arranged everything, so let’s just have a good time," said Mother Turner as they walked.

Cherish nodded with a smile, without saying anything more. She just didn’t expect that their destination would be France, let alone Paris.

Admittedly, Daniel Peacock was indeed very attentive and thoughtful.

The entire trip was meticulously arranged, from the itinerary, transportation, hotel accommodations, the young lady tour guide who accompanied them, to a series of must-see attractions and amusements. This trip, rather than being a solitary journey with her mother, was under Daniel Peacock’s careful planning.

This style, like his usual way of handling affairs, aimed for perfection and allowed no deviations.

It wasn’t a bad thing, so they could just relax and enjoy their trip.

However, it did lack a certain sense of freedom and spontaneity.

The five-star hotel was luxurious and opulent.

On the 68th floor, Cherish stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the scenery outside. The clear blue sky and occasional drifting white clouds made her feel as if she were in the sky. She marveled at the beautiful Paris, soaking in the charm of this incomparable city. The streets and vehicles were so small that she could only see little black dots moving around.

Interweaving roads of varying size converged at a certain point.

That was the Eiffel Tower.

During the daytime, the Eiffel Tower was merely a stunning architectural marvel. But when night fell, it transformed into a beautiful, romantic fairyland.

At dusk, the tour guide led Mother Turner and Cherish to the Eiffel Tower for sightseeing.

Standing on the observation deck, the tour guide introduced with a smile, "The designer of the Eiffel Tower was French architect Gustave Eiffel. Mr. Eiffel had many masterpieces throughout his life, but it was this tower bearing his name that made him famous worldwide. In his own words..."

"Ladies, please look over there," the tour guide gestured to a certain direction and explained softly, "The yellow building is the Arc de Triomphe, the one among the greenery is the Louvre Museum, and you can also see the Montmartre Cathedral clearly."

The twinkling lights intertwined into a beautiful tapestry, truly breathtaking.

Overlooking the city of Paris from the top of the tower and listening to the soft female voice of the tour guide, Cherish was momentarily lost in thought.

The Hall of Mirrors in the Petit Palais, where someone had once danced with her all night long. The Louvre Museum on the north bank of the Seine River, where someone had once pulled her away from the runway show. In front of the twenty-three-meter-high Egyptian Obelisk at Concord Square, where someone had once embraced her in front of so many people.