It was such a coincidence that when he checked the times of their flights to Sydney, they were almost the same. That meant the chance of them meeting in the hotel lobby was extremely high; everything was just so coincidental.
That day, Emma was shivering in his presidential suite, explaining that the hotel was running a promotion with a $2500 event, and she persuaded Avery to go along. If it had been a day earlier or later, they wouldn't have met; they would have just passed each other in the bustling city of Sydney. But due to various reasons, they both arrived at that hotel. Sometimes fate is like an invisible giant hand pushing time, people, events, even everything forward, making it impossible to stop or prevent. And the cruellest fate for him was bringing Avery in front of him, only to find love with fragile, icy steps afterward.
