When Belen was frowning, suddenly the door of the villa rang, and they didn't know who had come.
Belen didn't take it seriously, after all, she wasn't the owner of this villa, so she didn't need to care about it at all.
But there was a knock on the door of Amelie's room.
She got up immediately and walked to the door.
Just as she was about to open the door, Amelie stopped her.
"No, don't open the door."
"Why? Who is it?"
Amelie didn't answer, but then the door opened from the outside, and it was Coffey who walked in.
Belen hastily stepped back for several steps, with her hands behind her back, looking at him warily.
"Why do you come back, Mr. Byron? Didn't he go out?"
Coffey just glanced at Belen, and then walked towards Amelie.
"You are a star after all. How could you just stay in the house every day and draw some unattractive paintings? Will you spend the rest of your life in such a decadent manner?"