Tomorrow was Mr. Sloan's birthday; the hall was evidently busy as Ariel walked around, checking if everything was done how it was supposed to be.
It wasn't in Aiden's company this time; it was in Mr. Sloan's home; he had a very large hall where he normally held parties and galas in the past.
However, when Aiden and Ariel had come to check out the venue, they weren't satisfied with how it looked.
It looked abandoned, it's not been in use for many years since Mr. Sloan left to travel the world by sea.
"I think the chandeliers will be just fine how they've placed them," Ariel said to Aiden, who was demanding that the renovation company they hired remove the chandeliers and place them in different positions.
Aiden frowned, "Are you sure? Don't you think they should take it father to the front?" He asked.
Ariel shook her head, "I think they're perfect, Aiden; stop being anxious; he'll love what we've done for him, trust me," She held his hand, smiling reassuringly.
