At the entrance of the Brandon's mansion, a taxi pulled up and a young girl of about twenty two years stepped out of it.
She removed the sun shades from her face, and her innocent looking brown eyes widened at the sight of the grand mansion towering before her.
Taking a moment to absorb the breathtaking scenery around her, she couldn't help but admire the meticulously manicured lawns and the stately rows of trees lining the property.
"Hey, young lady, I'm still here," the driver reminded. He has always seen this kind of behavior whenever he brought people to Presidio Heights for the first time.
They would be so carried away by the beauty of the place that they'd always forget about him and this one here proved to be no exception.
"Why are you so impatient?" the girl snapped and handed the man his fare before turning back to admire the sight before her.
"What's the difference between this place and paradise? This place is simply amazing!"