Delfina wanted to ignore him, but she was tempted to follow him. So, she did.
Delfina discreetly followed Mr. Delamonte while her guts screamed at her to turn around but she didn't.
The last time he'd spoken to her was at the anniversary party when he'd tried to convince her to get Dominic to invest in his company, saving it, but she'd refused.
She didn't want to be tied to the Delamonte family anymore.
Delfina followed him until he arrived at a middle class neighborhood.
The surroundings reminded her of where Agatha used to live before Verena offered she stayed with them instead.
She watched him leave his car and walk towards a gate.
The residence didn't look surprised by his presence at all, almost like they were used to seeing him around.
He knocked on the gate, and it opened, revealing a woman in her late forties.
She had silver short hair that was cut into a bob, her skin pale with a few wrinkles here and there.
