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Several bodyguards emerge from the front door of the house, carrying two large suitcases. Unceremoniously, they dump the luggage onto the ground. Leonie follows her luggage, crying pitifully. When she sees Lance, she kneels on the ground in front of him. “Lance, why did you throw my luggage out?” Leonie asks. After Lance kicked her out of the car she caught a cab back to the Hamilton mansion. She immediately went to find Mrs. Florence Hamilton to win her pity, but found that she’d left the house to play cards with her friends. Leonie went to sulk in her room, but was interrupted by several rude body guards who began packing her things for her. “Why did you lock Andrea in the dressing room?” Lance snaps. “What? Andrea was locked in the dressing room? When? How?” Leonie asks. “Don’t