We arrived at Richard’s mansion. “ Why would someone want such a massive house?” I reasoned out loud.
Artemis chuckled, “you’ll never understand why rich people do what they do.” He replied.
“You’re rich, do you also live in a mansion?” I asked.
“No, I live in a penthouse.” He said as he brought the car to a stop. There was a valet, I think, there. It didn’t make sense to have a valet at your house considering it wasn’t a party and only Artemis and I were there for the night. “You don’t have to be nervous.”
“I’m not. I have no reason to be,” I said as I walked ahead, leaving Artemis there alone.
He managed to catch up with me as I reached the door. He was about to say something when the door was opened, revealing a mid-aged woman, with short brown hair, red lipstick and a white dress
