Chapter 90 We're just relatives

On Saturday morning, Yvette arrived early to pick her up. After a two-hour drive, they finally reached their destination. Stepping out of the car, Whitney took in the serene surroundings, nestled against mountains and near water. The tranquility of the place brought a sense of peace over her. The Manor was beautifully set within a valley, framed by intricately carved wooden gates, and neatly lined shrubs on either side. Through the gates, a wide stone path wound its way deeper into the manor. "Let's go. I've already had them take our things in," Yvette nodded toward the entrance, and the two walked through the gates together. They boarded a shuttle cart that carried them through the fresh mountain breeze. Yvette turned to Whitney and asked, "Nice view, right? This place is run by the Quinn family." Whitney knew about the Quinn family, renowned in the tourism industry with projects all over the world. "It's wonderful here," she replied, breathing in the fresh scent of greenery