Stela turned around and looked at the gate of the hotel.
Then she saw the familiar black Porsche Cayenne slowly stop at the gate.
Is Mr. Mysterious coming? she wondered with an expectant look.
The next moment, the door of the car was pushed open and a young man got out of the car. He was very tall and was in a silver-gray suit, looking about thirty years old. With his back to Stela, he was talking to the doorman.
After that, he turned around slowly and walked into the hotel.
Stela kept holding her breath nervously until she saw his face. The man was not Mr. Mysterious but the driver who picked her up at Walker's House before.
"Miss Walker, glad to see you. Mr. Mysterious asked me to pick you up and drive you to a place," the driver walked up to her and said with a smile.
"Now?" Stel
