(Michelle Lui's POV)
As the vans rolled into the private driveway, the first one slowed near a side entrance.
Andy leaned forward from the middle row and pointed.
"That's my stop."
Lara blinked. "You're not coming up with us?"
Andy grinned. "I live here, remember? I need to check something with security and the building manager first. You guys go ahead—my PA will take you to the suites."
Vince pressed his face to the window. "ANDY PENG IS GETTING A HOMECOMING ENTRANCE. SIR. KING. YOUR MAJESTY—"
Jeff smacked the back of his head. "Stop."
Andy laughed, unbothered. He opened the door and hopped out, waving.
"Mich, text me when you've settled in," he said with a small smile.
"I will!"
"Everyone else—try not to destroy my property."
Vince: "NO PROMISES!"
Andy shot finger guns at us before heading toward a private elevator, two security guards greeting him as if he were literal royalty.
Then our vans drove ahead toward the main lobby drop-off.
The guards bowed.
And then—
