The Bentley slowed, coming to a gentle stop in the driveway of Villa 53.
At that moment, Stella Sterling was being forced to appreciate the rain.
When she had left, it was only overcast, with slivers of sunlight still peeking through the clouds.
Who would have thought that in just twenty minutes, the rain would come on so fiercely?
She had wanted to run back to Villa 77, but the downpour was astounding. In the blink of an eye, her sun-protection jacket was soaked through.
She tried calling Ian Jarvis, but just like last time, the call wouldn't go through.
She considered calling her mother or her aunt but gave up the idea after a moment of thought.
At the Jarvis Family estate today, only two maids were on duty in the afternoon.
The drivers and even the butler had all been sent to the restaurant for tomorrow's birthday banquet to supervise the setup.
