Natalie Jackson:
"Good afternoon, Madam. Where are you heading to without an umbrella?" Alex asked, smiling at me politely.
"I'm going to the company. You know that I do not know how to drive. Or can you drive?" I asked. I felt eager to cruise in one of Franklin's cars. I was his wife. Recalling the day that Franklin had opened his car door for Amelia like a gentleman made me sad.
"I'm sorry, Madam. I don't know how to drive. But you could tell my boss to hire a driver for you," Alex politely spoke to me.
"No, it's fine. I can manage. Just pull the gate open; I will get a taxi on the way," I said to him, smiling back.
Alex hastily pulled the black gate open, and I stepped out, waving goodbye to him as I left the compound.
Walking along the estate road, I saw a black car driving up to
