As the sun toured the heaven and graced the Sterling villa with his warm light, Ryan was sitting in the backyard by the lotus pond and was interacting with the butterflies.

“You like the building, huh?” he smiled and glanced over his shoulder. The sunlight crept into the villa and made it soulful by imbuing the spaces with a lot of soft natural lights that would ease the naked eye. No wonder the butterflies were attracted by this building. “It is wonderful, indeed. Whoever built this villa had