Meow…. Master you can’t

The next day, Viktor brought them out of his space, and they appeared in front of the newly built Mansion.

The afternoon sun enveloped the building, glittering over the glass house.

Viktor was relieved to see the glass house wasn’t damaged, at least those beautiful flowers were safe.

Zane stared fixedly at the mansion—it was exactly the same as the one that got destroyed.

“Let’s go in,” Cyra whispered softly as she pulled him into the house. A comfortable sigh left her lips as she left the sun’s harsh glares.

The Inner décor was the same, it felt like the mansion was never destroyed in the first place, only the smell of paint and new furniture gave it away.

Zane toured the mansion, Cyra followed along patiently as she stifled a yawn. Zane was fully satisfied when he saw everything was back to normal, only they had to get a new chef and buy clothes.

Cyra, finally free, lay on the soft bed, keeping in mind to increase Kyle and the other’s salaries for doing a great job.