Vincent's POV
The Mountain Ridge Resort was packed.
Camilla and I arrived just as the competition was about to begin, and the energy in the place was electric. Hundreds of spectators filled the stands, bundled in expensive winter gear, cheering and waving flags for their favorite competitors.
The resort itself was impressive with top-tier facilities, pristine slopes, the kind of place that made my plans for a ski resort feel almost inadequate in comparison.
“Wow, this place is beautiful,” Camilla exclaimed.
I echoed her sentiments, it felt like a palace. A mighty snow palace.
We found our seats in the VIP section, where other wealthy sponsors and industry professionals were gathered.
"This is wonderful," Camilla said, settling into her seat beside me. She was wearing a white fur-tr
