Chapter 65

Michael didn't respond to Helen's question right away. Instead, he glanced at Amelia, who was next to Helen. When he returned home, Amelia had risen to her feet on her own. Their gazes met, and she immediately understood that he wanted to have a chat with Helen in private. "I'll give you two some privacy. I'll be upstairs." She turned and headed up the stairs. Only after she left did Michael turn his attention toward Helen, who was sitting on the couch. "You haven't answered my question." Helen was clearly dissatisfied, and she wasn't going to let it go. It was true that she rarely came over to this villa. Frankly speaking, she wouldn't have come over at all if Jessica hadn't planted the idea in her head. That said, even though she rarely came by, it didn't mean that she wasn't allowed to. "What's wrong?" Helen asked. "Am I not allowed to come over to your place? Or are you hiding something you're afraid I'll find out?" Michael sat across from her. Calmly, he replied, "At the