The Family Estate stood in all its glory, a magnificent architectural marvel blending modern design with timeless elegance. The sprawling property exuded a sense of power and legacy, with its towering columns, gleaming marble floors, and intricate details that spoke of meticulous craftsmanship. Ebilade, Ebipade, and Ebimene walked through the estate together, their footsteps echoing in the vast, open halls.
Ebipade's sharp eyes scanned every corner of the grand entrance hall, his expression shifting between awe and appreciation. His hand trailed along the polished balustrade of the grand staircase, feeling its cold, smooth surface.
"This is more than I imagined," he admitted, his voice carrying a rare note of admiration.
Ebimene walked beside him, his pace leisurely but purposeful. His usual smirk softened into a genuine smile as he looked around. He paused by a tall window, the evening sunlight casting long shadows across the floor.