Fifty Seven

Aidan and his classmates hit the road and drove at full speed until they got to the gates of Western Manor. The gates were magnificent and had a golden description inscribed on it. The words Western Manor were boldly carved on it. The gates alone spoke volumes and the poor and middle class knew better than to come near the gates. Aidan honked his horn and introduced himself. At the mention of the name, Oscar Valentino, the gates were opened and Aidan and his friends were granted access into the place. They parked their cars in the parking lot and alighted. They were all amazed at the beauty of the place. It had breathtaking views, exceptional dining and the services offered were unparalleled. Further down, there existed crystal clear waters with white sand beaches. The beach offered a panoramic view of the surrounding ocean and there was a private yacht for sunset cruises. The beauty of the place was beyond their expectations.

“Wow! This place is so lovely!”

Meanwhile, at the entranc