~Gabriella’s POV~

I completed my task with Hills Group International at precisely noon on Sunday. I was so exhausted that I packed all of my equipment into the suitcase I typically bring to work on weekends. Because I lacked a larger bag, I opted for a piece of luggage to store my stuff. I hailed a taxi to Mrs. Hills’ residence. I was dragged along with my luggage. I approached the gates of a colossal home, much too large for a stand-alone woman. There was a large yard and plenty of space for a toddler to run about. The property had a swimming pool, and the mansion was suitable for...