Lora walked into the gigantic mansion on a catwalk, her sling purse hung on her right arm as a small smile spread across her face.

The interior of the Anderson's mansion was a testament of magnificence and luxury with a grand foyer and two sweeping staircases that curved like ribbons against each other by the walls. Its delicate ironworks gleamed in the light, and the marble—made floor reflected the light of the crystal chandelier above.

The mansion was an orchestra of colors, textures, and patterns, with every part of the building looking breathtaking.

As Lora's footsteps became clearer, some maids in the living room hastened their last cleaning for the...