When the gatekeeper notified the butler to confirm Tara Summer's identity, Emma Benson hadn't expected her to suddenly visit.
Emma told the butler to bring Tara Summer inside while she herself sat in the garden waiting for her.
April is autumn in Brazil, with very comfortable temperatures, especially around one or two in the afternoon when the sunshine is warm but not scorching.
Emma Benson leaned back in a leather chair, with a white, expensive circular table in front with a coffee pot and two cups on it. She took a sip of her coffee, savoring it carefully, her small face glowing with a gentle smile.
Pacing the garden led by the butler, Tara Summer saw this scene from afar and, for a moment, felt that Emma was completely normal.
