Hera puffed out her large chest and strode in ostentatiously, as if she were performing some kind of coronation ceremony.

He placed his hands on the brand-new door and pushed it hard with both hands.

The warehouse door was then opened.

Reaching out to turn on the light, the dimly lit warehouse was instantly illuminated and became bright.

The dilapidated warehouse has been completely transformed.

Not only were several comfortable spring beds installed and several lamps hung overhead, but the originally spacious warehouse was even divided into several rooms by adding a partition.

Floran, holding the iron box in his arms, stared in shock at the drastically changed warehouse.

At the same time, I started to feel nervous.

He glanced at Thoth, who clearly didn't seem like a good person, and then at Hera and Ekaren.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on the metal box.

The other three, unlike him, looked around the room with the joy of ordinary children.

The perceptive Ekalen immediately noticed Floran's unusual behavior and guessed what he was thinking.

He didn't say anything, but slowly walked into the house and began to introduce himself to Hera.

"Boss, the layout of these rooms was arranged in advance."

Aikaren pointed to the largest room, "This is yours, boss."

After saying that, he gently pushed open the door to the room.

Hera went inside to take a look; the overall decor was very girly.

Cute anime posters adorn the pristine white walls, a Stitch doll sits on the pink bed, and a pink alarm clock sits on the bedside table.

Aikalen blushed slightly, lowered her head, and dared not look at Hera.

"Was this room not a good choice for my eldest child? She doesn't really need to sleep in it, and I'm worried she'll complain about how wasteful it is to buy her such a nice bed."