Two Days Later.
The interior of the Avery mansion was lit up with decorative lights and bright chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
Outside the mansion, an opulent red carpet stretched from the car door to the mansion's grand entrance. It was flanked by tall, elegant candelabras whose flames flickered gently in the soft breeze and lush garlands of fresh flowers cascading from the tall white columns, their vibrant colors dancing in the warm glow of the setting sun.
A car pulled up at the gate of the mansion, wowing Richard, who was in it.
“Young Master, we are here,” the guard informed.
Richard shifted his gaze and breathed in the fresh air of anticipation.
He could see the family members waiting for him, standing at the top of the steps, their smiley faces glowing bright, ready fo
