Chapter Sixteen: Ella

Ella

At least the kitchen fire was out. It had only been a small grease fire and nothing serious.

Ella pulled her hair back into a ponytail and hurried down the hallway. She still wanted to check the chairs one last time and needed to make sure the florists had the centerpieces set in the reception area. Then she was due up in the Bridal Suite to check on Madelyn and make sure everything was going well upstairs before the ceremony.

“Excuse me, miss...”

Ella turned to see a man in a dark suit with a thin tie. She recognized him from the other day when the billionaire family arrived. She was in a hurry, but she would always make time for customer service.

“How can I help you, Mr....?”

He ignored her attempt at a name. “Do you know where I could find Delores Phillips? She is the owner of this inn, correct?”

“If she's not in her office, I'm not sure where she is. If you give me a message, I'd be happy to deliver it for you,” Ella offered.

“Thank you. I've been unable to get in contact wit