In front of the fireplace in the empty living room, Anson, who was still sitting on the sofa, looked at where Sophia was sitting just now, and then at the closed bedroom door on the second floor. He was in a state of bewilderment.

That state was as if the other party got up angrily and left just a few minutes ago, and the "bang-!" movement of closing the door seemed to still have an afterimage, which lingered in front of him for a long time.

The little maid, Angelica, was still standing in a corner of the living room, with a very standard expression on her face.

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