legalmente la casa…
By seven that evening, the Whitmore estate resembled a royal wedding.
Para las siete de esa tarde, la finca Whitmore parecía una boda real.
Black sedans filled the circular driveway. Crystal chandeliers glowed through the windows. White roses covered the staircase where Margaret had dumped my luggage that morning. A string orchestra played beside a champagne fountain while executives, politicians, investors, and society photographers congratulated Ethan and Vanessa.
Sedanes negros llenaban la entrada circular. Candelabros de cristal brillaban a través de las ventanas. Rosas blancas cubrían la
