Upon arriving home, he opened the door and stood there, paralyzed, gazing coldly at the interior of his house. The expansive living room space had been completely remodeled. The furniture had been rearranged, and the black cushions were replaced with turquoise ones that matched the vibrant flower-patterned curtains. In each corner of the large window, there were two tall white ceramic vases with textured surfaces, holding golden spikes with yellow and orange flowers, creating a fresh and cheerful atmosphere. He walked towards the kitchen and found Emilia, who exclaimed upon seeing him.

"Isn't the house beautiful? My girl brought it to life."

"Um, did she do it alone?"

"Yes! Well, we all pitched in, but it was her idea," she expressed, enchanted by the kind-hearted girl who came to the mansion and treated everyone equally.

"Has Lindsey had dinner?"

"Yes, my boy! She must be tired. In the morning, we went shopping, and then, as you can see, she breathed life into this home. I'll prepare