Originally, Amelia Johnson was just about to head upstairs for a nice bath when Richard Johnson called out to stop her, hinting that she should see Damien Taylor off.
“He gave you that dress, and a ridiculously expensive sports car. It’s only polite for you to walk him out.”
“Be good, it's called manners.”
That last line had Amelia rolling her eyes internally. Still, her dress was seriously over-the-top, and luckily, the bottom part from the waist down could be detached, making it way easier to move.
She had a maid help arrange the skirt, then made her way toward the door. In her head, she figured Damien must’ve left already—she had, after all, said she wouldn’t see him out.
The other cars were slowly pulling away.
Damien’s black Falcon was still parked in the Johnsons’
