The cabin

Eleonor can't believe it… she just cannot!

She thought it would be alright if she called the driver discreetly and asked him to take her off the property… maybe take her around the neighborhood or the city, just to make herself feel better after so many twists. But as they get in front of the iron gates, she discovered that it wouldn't be so easy.

Nothing is easy when it comes to Giovanni Reviello.

“Open the gates!” Eleonor commands for the third time, already impatient and out of the car. The poor driver remains inside, with his hands firmly on the steering wheel, fearing reprisals.

“I can't do that, Mrs. Reviello.” The guard responds firmly, with a rigid and unfriendly expression. He doesn't seem to like her.

“Why not? I am ordering you to open it!” She crosses her arms, staring at the man with her chin held high.

“I'm sorry, ma'am. Direct orders from the boss.” The man remains adamant… which makes her even more frustrated.

“You can't be serious… Is my authority not enough to break