Bab 116: My girl (1)

Stefan used his private jet to fly to Boston. His mother's large home was just outside the city. When they had arrived at midday, his mother's driver had waited for them with a big van.

The van arrived at a long, five-acre concrete fence encircling the interior. The compound was full of trees and beautifully designed gardens. The gate opened with the remote control by one of his mother's housekeepers. The car drove along a wide road leading to a large two-story building painted in white.

Jacqueline Mackenzie stood at the front terrace looking at the tall figure of her eldest son stepping out of the van. He was waiting for someone who was getting out after him. The mother raised her eyebrows up in a surprise when she saw Stefan, the arrogant and fearless with no-care attitude, was gently reaching out to a young lady. A slender figure with a beautiful face. She was carrying a small dog in her arms, the Yorkshire breeder puppy.