As I lounged alone in our Beach House in Beverly Hills. The sun streamed in through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room as I flipped through a book, enjoying the rare moment of solitude. Suddenly, the peaceful atmosphere was shattered by the abrupt ringing of the doorbell. Clover and Alex were out shopping, leaving me alone to enjoy the tranquility, or so I thought.

"Who might this be?" I muttered as I approached the door to open it.