Chapter 101. StCloud

The inside of the Mayor's house was nothing compared to the Blackwood mansion. It wasn't half as lavish and the size was perhaps a third of the mansion on the hill.

However, it was clear that it had been passed down through generations ever since the first settlers of Wild Cliff. Portraits of the previous owners of the estate hung on the walls to remind every guest of the bloodline that lived there.

They were guided through the long hall and gathered in the living room to start planning the Winter Whimsy.

Already there was another University student, Justin O’hare. Lola stared bewildered at his shrunken presence on the couch.

“His parents must’ve dragged him here,” she whispered to Melissa who nodded agreeably.

“Girls, come and sit!” Mrs. Clan called and waved her bronzed hand delicately in the air.

They all took a seat around the glass table in between two beige four-person couches.

Mrs. Clan walked out and returned with a tray of cups, sugar, and cream, and a teakettle.

It was all ve