"Nothing," Nadia said with a smile, "we could just get a few robotic vacuum cleaners."
"Of course," Harris agreed. "We'll also have a housekeeper. You won't have to do any housework from now on."
Nadia walked into the living room. "I'd like to put a huge couch here—a soft white one. But... wouldn't a white couch get dirty too easily?"
"Why worry about that?" Harris smiled. "If it gets dirty, we'll replace it. If you're too attached, we'll have the housekeeper clean it."
Nadia froze for a moment.
Back in her old home, every time Jonas saw something out of place, he would get upset. Especially with their white couch—if he spotted even a single hair on it, he would become furious and blame her. Eventually, Nadia had replaced it with a stiff leather couch. It wasn't comfortable, but at le
