Every corner of the enormous living hall spoke of luxury. It was big enough to hold a banquet of five hundred people. The huge chandelier in the center was an artistic piece, worth putting for an exhibition.
The living hall was divided into two sections, designed by professionals. The pillars were in the corner separating the living hall with the open dining hall on the left and the huge bar section on the left. The refined taste of the modern Parisian interior was worth admiring.
For Aarvi, luxury never attracted her. She felt it was indeed a mansion but it was lifeless. It was professionally made but had no soul. It was an empty block of walls. She likes the stupendous Rivas mansion instead.
Aeon entered the mansion right next to Aarvi. He wanted to protect her irrespective of if Leon would want him dead or alive. He was also curious to witness her mind-blowing acting.
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