Evening approached, nearing half-past six, as the city lights began to emerge.
Clara drove her red Porsche to the Sutton Family residence. Seeing the new classical lanterns hanging on either side of the entrance, she glanced away indifferently, locked the car door, and walked smoothly into the villa.
Before she could cross the front yard paved with bluestone, she saw from afar Bess Seed elegantly standing at the main door like a noblewoman, seemingly lecturing Alexia Sutton behind her.
Perhaps growing impatient with the lecture, Alexia shouted unhappily, "I know, Mom, you've said this five or six times already, isn't it annoying?"
