As the clock struck 8 AM, the resort began to stir with life.
Guests who had stayed overnight erged from their villas, stretching and shaking off the remnants of sleep.
The ones who had purchased regular tickets had been given access to the standard villa rooms, which, while luxurious, resembled high-end hotel suites.
anwhile, the VIP guests had received special treatnt, housed in exclusive, private accommodations designed for utmost comfort and luxury.
Now, as the morning sun bathed Atlas in a golden glow, the guests began making their way back into the main resort.
So walked leisurely, chatting amongst themselves, while others, particularly first-ti visitors, looked around in awe, eager to experience what the resort had to offer.
At the front gates, a fresh wave of guests arrived — so were new custors who had heard of Atlas through social dia, and others were returning visitors, thrilled by their experience the previous day.
The guards remained professional but welcoming, greeting each person with polite nods as they checked their virtual tickets and verified their entry.
Among the crowd making their way into the resort, a familiar group approached the entrance.
The Grey family.
Zack's sharp eyes caught the sight of them before anyone else.
A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he lowered his phone and stepped forward. Ethan's father, Harold Grey, walked in his usual confident stride, his authoritative presence as unwavering as ever.
Dressed in an expensive yet casual outfit, he exuded the aura of a man who had seen and conquered much in life.
Beside him was Ethan's mother, Margaret, whose elegance was as effortless as ever. She had a kind yet firm expression, her gaze moving over the resort with quiet approval.
Claire, Ethan's eighteen-year-old sister, was walking with her arms crossed, her piercing gaze scanning the area as if assessing whether it t her standards.
Despite her composed deanor, there was a glimr of interest in her eyes.
And then there was Julia, the youngest of the family, just seven years old. Unlike her older siblings, she showed no restraint in expressing her excitent.
Her eyes sparkled as she clutched onto her mother's hand, bouncing on her feet.
Zack stepped forward, waving at them with a bright smile. "Welco to Atlas, Mr. and Mrs. Grey. I see you brought the whole family today."
Harold gave a slight nod of acknowledgnt. "Had to see what all the fuss was about." His voice was deep and commanding, though not unfriendly.
His sharp gaze scanned the entrance, taking in the resort's grandeur. "Ethan's been working hard on this, so it was about ti we paid a visit."
Margaret smiled, her gaze softer. "It's quite impressive already. The atmosphere is wonderful."
Julia, too excited to stay silent, tugged at Zack's sleeve.
"Is Big brother Ethan here?" Her small voice carried a mix of excitent and impatience.
Zack chuckled. "Of course. He's inside, probably pretending to work while putting his feet up on the desk."
Claire rolled her eyes. "Sounds like him."
Zack laughed, then gestured toward the VIP entrance. "Co on, let show you to your seats. You're VIPs, so you'll be treated like royalty today."
Julia gasped in delight, and Claire raised a skeptical brow. "VIPs, huh? Well, now I'm curious."
As they walked through the entrance, Zack sent a quick ssage to one of the resort staff to inform Ethan about his family's arrival.
Though he didn't outright tell Ethan, he wanted to see the reaction firsthand.
Inside, the resort was already bustling with activity. The staff was moving efficiently, ensuring that every guest was taken care of.
The sounds of laughter, clinking glasses, and the hum of conversations filled the air, creating an atmosphere of liveliness and exclusivity.
The Grey family was escorted to a VIP section, an elevated area with a breathtaking view of the main resort.
The chairs were plush, the tables elegantly arranged with the finest breakfast options already prepared. Luxury at its finest.
Julia's eyes widened. "Whoa, this is amazing!"
Claire muttered under her breath, "Alright, maybe this is actually impressive."
Harold and Margaret, while more composed, exchanged glances of approval.
Just as Zack was about to step away, his phone buzzed. A ssage from Ethan.
[What do you an 'surprise guests'? Who?]
Zack grinned and typed back.
[Your family is here]
anwhile, inside the office, Ethan sighed as he leaned back in his chair. His feet were, as Zack had correctly assud, still resting on the desk.
The morning had started smoothly, and while he was prepared for another busy day, he wasn't expecting any major surprises.
His phone buzzed again, another ssage from Zack.
[Hurry up, man. You'll regret making them wait.]
Frowning, Ethan pulled his feet off the table, stretched his arms, and stood up. With a few quick strides, he left the office and headed toward the main resort.
As he walked through the halls, he nodded at the staff mbers, acknowledging their hard work.
As soon as he stepped into the VIP section, his steps faltered.
His family sat there.
For a brief mont, he just stared.
Julia was the first to notice him. Her face lit up as she jumped out of her seat and ran straight toward him.
"Big brother!"
Ethan barely had ti to react before his youngest sister leaped into his arms. He instinctively caught her, a chuckle escaping him.
"Whoa there, Jules." He held her up effortlessly. "Didn't expect to see you here."
Julia grinned. "Surprise!"
Claire, arms crossed, smirked. "You look shocked."
Ethan finally composed himself, setting Julia down. His gaze shifted to his parents, who were watching him with expectant expressions.
Margaret was the first to speak. "We thought it was ti we saw what you've built."
Harold added, "And we have to admit — it's impressive."
For a mont, Ethan didn't know what to say.
Seeing them here, acknowledging his hard work… it ant sothing.
Finally, he scoffed and crossed his arms. "Well, you better enjoy it. Atlas is just getting started."
Harold gave a rare smile. "That's what I like to hear."
Zack, watching the scene unfold, leaned against a nearby railing with satisfaction.
'Mission accomplished.'
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