— Your husband hadn't returned to his room that night, you knew he was probably busy recording his films but as a precaution you went looking for him in the studios

asking some employees you were led to go to angel's dressing room to ask for Valentino but opening the door you see Valentino slapping angel hard in the face, making him fall backwards

— Did you really go hide with Lucifer's Stupid little daughter and think I wouldn't find you?! As long as you're here you're under my control, you little bitch!!— Valentino shouted, firmly holding Angel's wrists, squeezing them and shaking them.— You're going to record for the rest of the night. — He says, huffing and dropping Angel on the floor before turning around and freezing seeing you standing at the door —..oh!eh..Darling..What are you doing here?—