Chapter 6 - Stepping Inside The Heavy Iron Gates Of Costello Mansion
The massive wrought-iron security gates of the Costello estate parted slowly as the Maybach approached.
Chloe stared out the window in absolute awe at the sprawling limestone mansion surrounded by manicured winter gardens.
Armed guards stood at every corner, their tactical gear and disciplined posture signaling an impenetrable fortress.
The car glided to a stop beneath the grand portico, and a uniformed attendant immediately opened her door.
Gabriel stepped out first, offering a brief hand to help her navigate the wet stone steps.
“You won’t be living here; you’ll have a private suite in the guest house across the courtyard,” Gabriel explained calmly.
“Mr. Costello, I never agreed to take this job,” Chloe reminded him, keeping her stance defensive.
The front oak doors swung open, and Beatrice stepped out onto the porch with a broad, welcoming smile.
Her hands flew into motion before Chloe could take another step backward.
May you like
Welcome home, my dear; ignore my stubborn son.
Chloe felt a sudden lump form in her throat as the older woman pulled her into a warm, unexpected embrace.
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