Shackles Love Hot Daddy
Chapter 53. The Extraordinary Welcome

Italy was very hot, but did not discourage a pair of men and women who had just got off the plane. Darrell's tight grip on Sharron continued until the airport exit. More precisely until a pickup car has arrived.

Darrell asks his mother to send him the mansion driver, and sure enough the middle-aged woman agrees.

"Welcome back to Italy, sir," said the driver.

"thank you. Honey, come in first. I'd like to have a quick chat with the driver" Darrell said.

Sharron said Darrell. He also did not want to know what he was talking about. Maybe an order Sharron didn't want to know.

Just for a moment Sharron saw Darrell talking. After that, Darrell didn't get in his car. He instead ordered the driver to go take Sharron.

"Where are we going?" ask Sharron.

"Towards somewhere on Mr. Darrell's orders, Miss."

"Yes, okay. I don't know what you're talking about either."

The driver took her to a famous boutique in the city. This surprised Sharron. The money she was currently carrying would not be enough to pay for one of the dresses if she wanted to buy it.

"Why did you bring me here?" ask Sharron.

"Master asks you to come in and choose one of the dresses to wear heading to the Wesley family mansion, Miss."

"Me?" point Sharron at himself. "But I don't bring any money, I mean the money I'm carrying isn't enough to pay for one dress at this boutique. Come on, get me out of here."

"Miss need not worry. Just tell me that you're a guest of the Wesley family. Everything will be easy."

"Huh, is that right?" sharron protest. He didn't understand, why would there be a boutique that privileged guests from the Darrell family? What exactly does Sharron not know about Darrell and his family?

"All right." Forced Sharron to follow the words of the driver who drove him. It's not like a story that follows prank content like on social media she saw recently. Sharron was worried that Darrell would work on it.

One thing that made Sharron feel astonished. Slowly entering the boutique, the welcome of his employees was like welcoming the incoming nobles.

"Welcome, Miss. Can we help you?" ask one of the boutique employees.

"Ehm, I'm here for-"

"Sorry, please serve this Miss because she's a guest of Wesley's extended family" the driver said.

Huft, Sharron can breathe a sigh of relief. Apparently the Wesley family driver was quite deft as well according to him. He came at the right time so that made Sharron directly served. In fact, Sharron was directed to choose a dress that was quite expensive according to him.

Some employees directed her to choose a pretty dress. Her eyes fell on a dress that had no arms, but only covered her front and back. To go down with the same color. However, on his waist was like there was a belt made of gems. Down down again, in the knee there is an indentation as a sign that the dress is indeed pres body to the knee. The bottom again, there is a large ribbon next to his right foot so that it looks once tassels of the dress that fell. When matched with Sharron, the dress was attached fittingly.

"After this, Miss just go straight to the salon in the corner there. One of the employees will take you there."

Sharron was getting amazed. Directly connected to the salon. This is a very promising business opportunity. Who is this boutique? It was as if Sharron was easy to get service without paying a penny.

One of the salon employees immediately understood what to do. Her hair and make up were done, but one of the boutique employees suddenly gave her a pair of very beautiful glass shoes. Sharron's like being in a fairyland. No, unfortunately it's real.

"Do I have to wear it too?" ask Sharron.

Sharron's mind was turned upside down in fear. Did his father or one of his family become an influential person in this city? They all looked terrified at his arrival and heard his name.

"Miss, it's time you got to get out of here" the driver said.

"All right."

Sharron followed the driver to get into the car. The streets of Rome are very congested, but do not cause significant congestion.

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The large mansion located in the Cemara forest, more precisely a mansion that stands majestically on the surrounding land overgrown with cypress trees. The road leading to the mansion was very far from the gate. The car had to enter following the road that connected the gate and courtyard of the mansion.

"Hmm, may I ask you a question?" Sharron's curiosity was much higher than anything at the moment.

"Please, miss," replied the driver.

"How about taking a taxi on a detour like this? What's allowed?"

"No, Miss. Everyone who uses a taxi must stop right in front of the gate. The rest can ask the guard to tell the purpose of his arrival. If the host in the mansion has already given confirmation of approval, then you will get a pickup car."

The more we get here, the Darrell family is mysterious. He had no idea how complicated it was to get into the Wesley family mansion. Even if he was to escape, Sharron would have to think about his plans a thousand times. The courtyard of the mansion and its gates are quite far away with a detour around the cypress tree.

The car he was riding in the courtyard of the mansion. The driver no longer opened the door. Already changed the mansion's maid who opened it.

"Welcome, Miss. The whole family is waiting for you inside" said the waiter.

"Thank you," Sharron replied with trembling lips. Because he is very afraid that all members of his family do not like or disagree Darrell's relationship with him. Sharron's footsteps stopped at the seventh step. There were still a few more steps to reach the door of the large mansion.

"Why did you stop, Miss? Are you exhausted?"

"No, no. I'm just confused, can the host be nice to me?" sharron asked the waiter.

The servant smiled looking at the beautiful woman before him. They all knew that this young woman was a junior model who suddenly became famous in Austria.

"Miss don't worry. Madam is very kind, sir is also kind. Moreover, Young Master, he is also the best. Come, Miss!" the servant's order.

Sharron had already delayed the time by 30 seconds to think about how his fate was inside. However, the servants of this mansion were so kind that they tried to calm him down. It could be that their words don't match the fact that Darrell's parents are terrible.

"Welcome, dear," said a middle-aged woman whose appearance was very fashionable when Sharron had entered the living room of the mansion which was wider than her apartment room with Noelle.

"Thank you, ma'am," replied Sharron.

"Darrell told me everything about you. Comein! My husband and son are waiting for you in the living room.

"Please sit!" command the middle-aged man who had already sat down next to Darrell.

Darrell himself sat down. There was an uncomfortable feeling Sharron felt. Although the welcome given by all members of the mansion family is very extraordinary. Sharron's mind began to split. Could it be that Darrell's parents would be completely rejecting their relationship? Or, will you accept it on condition?