In the luxurious private room of Palene Hotel.
Sulia looked at the clock for the third time. The appointment was at six o'clock, but it was almost seven now. Gabriel had not arrived yet.
Sitting opposite her were Ruth Johnson and her daughter. Linda had dressed up especially well today, wearing a bright red dress that accentuated her snow-white skin. Her makeup was gorgeous and charming, and her temperament was dignified and elegant.
Linda noticed how frequently Sulia was checking the time, so the former she stood up and picked up the teapot to pour some tea into Sulia's cup. With a perfect smile, she said, "Mrs. Jones, don't worry. President Jones might have been delayed by something."
