As they stepped into the villa, she was blinded by the sheer luxury of the place. She was learned but not to the extent of knowing too much. after all, she has never thought of owning such a villa with such expensive tastes.
The crystal chandelier hanging in the hall screamed money. The vases with the flowers looked so beautiful and she doubted that they were cheap. Talk about the carpet that felt fluffy as her heels stepped on it, what could she say?
There was an elevator on the other side as well as the staircase. If this place was where guests stay, then the clientele was truly rich. She didn't think that it was a place which was commonly lived in. She didn't see a single picture framed on the wall or anything that made the place feel like home.
In fact, it felt more like a vocational place. a place to enjoy and relax.
Amabel didn't get to see the whole villa, since Valentine brought her over to the dining room where the table full of food waited for them.
