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Besides, who consumes that much salt! Soon enough, everyone thanks madre for the food. ~yeah... I am still so not doing that. As usual, we form our lines and we keep moving. ~wow, I've never been to this side of the mansion. We keep a horrible walk till we finally approach another gigantic shut door. The doors are pushed open and my jaw drops in disbelief.~ wow. This isn't real!!

••••• ••••• ••••• Munawarrah Her mansion was to put it simply was picturesque. It had a contemporary view to it and stood proudly as a giant would, a five story building with a beautiful garden and a pool. It's interior was exquisite depicting the elegant taste of it's owner. A seemingly endless hallway at it's entrance that let to it's sitting room, in there had very finely tiled floors, a beautiful chandelier dangled lowly from it's high ceiling. The walls had decor of what could be correctly guessed as the best displays of a museum giving the house both an ancient and modern feeling to it.

I guessed it was Mr Williams Brown's house. "Get down, miss," one of the guards said, opening the car door. As I stepped out of the car, I found myself standing in front of the most beautiful mansion I had ever seen. The mansion looked like something out of a fairy tale. The house was enormous. The walls of the buildings were made with gleaming white stones, with towering columns and a grand doorway. There was a perfectly manicured garden, and a fountain was in the center of the compound, gushing water into the air.

Chapter 25 It's a personal mansion,no one knows about it, it's been there for months with workers and maid doing their daily chorus yet no one knows who the house master is. Just yesterday they get to see who the boss is,the house master is home and they are all trying to be well reserved before who ever it is. Outside the Mansion mansion is painted white with cars of different model packed outside,it's obvious that it's never been use since it bee brought definitely the master is yet to come.

The driver from my house came to pick me up, and after getting in the car, he unexpectedly asked, "Is my wife asleep?" The driver uncle was taken aback, "I don't think so. I heard Anna say that Mrs. Mercer was in the greenhouse all evening." Dawson stopped talking and sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, closing his eyes to rest. The Mercer's mansion, located in the heart of the city, was a grand and opulent residence. It was built in the 19th century and stood as a symbol of wealth and power. The mansion boasted intricate architectural details, with its towering columns and ornate carvings. Inside, the rooms were adorned with luxurious furnishings and exquisite artwork. The Mercer famil

he responded to me as he returned his attention to his Nintendo game console. The car stopped and pulled over at a stunning white mansion. It was so beautiful. Nothing like I'd ever seen before in the city of New York. Edward must have just newly acquired this place. It seemed like he was just moving in too. The mansion had big see through gates circled all over it. The design of the gate was very rare and the color was mixed with shiny silver stones like rubies. The gate required a code and had a security camera right outside it. One of the body guards typed it in and the gates flew open, revealing a beautiful garden. The garden was well nourished and filled with different colors of roses t

A few minutes later, she cleared her throat softly. “Okayyy, we’re here,” she said, trying to lighten the mood. The car rolled to a stop in front of what could only be described as a mansion. It wasn’t too much, but it screamed money — white stone walls, tall pillars, and a stretch of green that looked like it hadn’t seen a single weed in its lifetime. A butler came out immediately to grab my luggage. “Come on,” Mum said cheerily, and I followed her inside. Marcus Wolfe was in the living room, reading the paper like he was born to pose for magazine covers.

Mariana stared at the Mansion in front of her as she got out of the car, the large compound full of trees sculpted into different shapes beautifully. She closed the door of the car behind her, moving around lightly taking in the beautiful fresh air. The mansion painted brown gold colours bigger than anything she had ever seen. She looked at the double doors then knew this was it, how was she going to manage to leave with Di Martino brothers after all that happened a while ago and all the secrets she held in.

I said to myself as I accepted his offer. Looking around I noticed that The mansion is a sprawling, three-story building made of stone and brick, with a grand entrance guarded by two burly men armed with guns. Looking around the house I noticed that it is more guarded than the presidential house would have been. Mar must have more men at his side and father is no match for him, I still have my hopes high with my escape plans. In the building, his office was located on the first floor which is only accessible to a few of his men, and the hallway was heavily guarded. I noticed through the voyage the only place less guarded is the kitchen and that is my only ticket out.

I observed the mansion more and found more interesting things. The tall windows were of the Queen Anne style, banded at the top by a panel of colored lights (blue, amber, purple, red). The height of the window was emphasized by a dado panel of wood with molded trim beneath each window. This style of window was repeated throughout the fenestration of the main block of the house. “I am calling mom. You wait here.” Aaron said and climbed the staircases made of gold. I sat on the long sofa and roamed my eyes all around the hall.