Nora Brown gazed at the magnificent mansion, her eyes widening in amazement, her excited fingertips gripping her palm tightly, the excitement on her face apparent.
"Can I stay here tonight?"
"Of course, a room has already been arranged for you inside."
Nora Brown was even more thrilled.
The man got out of the car and opened the door; Nora Brown straightened her clothes and stepped out gracefully.
Seeing the mansion from the car wasn't as direct, but once she got out, she could see it more comprehensively, her eyes filled with light.
She was already imagining how happy she would be if she became the mistress of this place.
And that silver-haired man—she had seen him just once on Zoey Sanders' phone and could never forget; she had never seen a man so handsome.
Handsome, rich, powerful, and influential, he was simply the embodiment of her dreams for a future husband.
And now it's all about to come true.
Nora Brown took a deep breath and thought of Zoey Sanders...
