Soon, the car arrived at the villa where we lived. I had already calmed down when I got off the car, but I still pretended to be angry and went straight into the house, ignoring Valentin.
"President. Madam. You're back." When we entered the room, the butler was chatting with the maids happily. When he saw us coming back, he said respectfully, "The dinner is almost done. Another twenty minutes will suffice. Do you wish to eat now or later?"
"Perhaps later. We shall change our outfits," Valentin said, handing his coat to the butler. The butler took the coat and hung it on the coat hanger, agreeing with a smile.
I smiled at the butler and nodded, following Valentin into the room upstairs.
The bedroom was very big, and there was a changing room in the closet. However, because I usually liv
