At night, she called her family and found a very suitable reason to explain to her parents that they had not been able to return home for a month. The Bates family's two elders were also very open—minded people, and had always been very at ease with Amelie's situation, so they did not pursue the matter further.
At ten—thirty in the evening, Devan gently came out of the master bedroom. He stood at the door and asked in a soft voice, "Has Mr. Leveson slept yet?"
"Hm!" He was probably tired from work and fell asleep not long after he laid down.” With that, Devan turned to her and said, "Amelie, you slept a little at night. If Mr. Leveson makes any movements, you must go in and take a look."
"Isn't there a call button at his bedside?" Amelie could not help but ask.
"Sir, there are many thi
