Claire pulled up in front of Henry's luxurious mansion, her grip tightening around the steering wheel as she took a deep breath. The house stood tall and imposing, its grand structure bathed in the dim glow of the streetlights. She stepped out of her sleek black car, her high heels clicking against the stone pavement as she approached the entrance. Just as she was about to push the ornate iron gates open, a deep voice interrupted her.
"Ma'am, you can't go in," the security guard said firmly, stepping forward to block her path.
Claire halted abruptly, her brows furrowing in frustration. She turned sharply to face the guard, her eyes flashing with irritation.
"What is it?" she snapped, her voice laced with annoyance.
"I need to inform Mr. Henry first before letting you in," the guard stated, his stance unwavering.
