An exquisitely luxurious lifestyle to the extreme

In the early morning, the kitchen is already a scene of bustling activity. The chefs begin preparing breakfast for Robinson and Amelia, with the table laden with fresh ingredients: bread and pastries from France, salmon from Alaska, ham and cheese from Italy, and fresh tropical fruits, among others. The head chef personally oversees each step, ensuring every dish is flawless. The breakfast offers a rich variety of choices, from traditional Arabian breakfasts to Western full courses, all presented with meticulous care.

Perhaps because his tone sounded gentle and democratic, Amelia instinctively replied, "No need, I can actually eat slowly with a spoon." She thought that having a sprained wrist shouldn't be a big deal since it didn't injure the bone, and she could still manage to eat. However, as the culprit, he insisted on making a fuss, exaggerating to the point of not letting her move at all. Robinson didn't say anything further and continued feeding her.

After finishing the meal, he carried her to the glass room she had specified.

This was Amelia's favorite place in the entire mansion. The glass conservatory, a paragon of luxury, is expansive and surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass walls that showcase the natural beauty outside. In the center of the conservatory is a large fountain, with clear water sparkling under the sunlight, surrounded by a variety of flowers and green plants, filling the air with their fragrance. The floor is paved with marble tiles, which are exquisite and smooth, reflecting a soft sheen.

The conservatory's roof features a high, arched glass skylight. During the day, sunlight pours through the glass, bathing the plants in natural light, while at night, one can gaze at the starry sky. Inside, comfortable rattan furniture is arranged, providing a restful spot for Amelia to experience the tranquility of nature.

On one side of the conservatory is a meticulously designed small pond, home to a few koi fish, with aquatic plants adorning its edges, adding more vitality to the space. The conservatory also has an independent temperature control system, ensuring a perpetual spring-like environment, so that the plants can thrive in the best possible conditions, regardless of the weather outside.

"Don't stay in the sun too long," Robinson cautioned.

Amelia looked puzzled. "Afraid I'll get tan?"

"Yes, my physiological reaction prefers women with fair, delicate skin," Robinson answered her bluntly and explicitly.

In matters like this, he didn't like to hide or be secretive. Every man has his own preferences; some like Western features, others prefer Eastern ones. From a young age, he knew he favored fair, delicate, slender yet curvy women when he watched adult content.

Amelia perfectly matched his aesthetic, ticking all his boxes. He didn't mind letting her know this. Seeing her pout, which was very cute but clearly showing she didn't take his words seriously, he punished her with a kiss. He kissed her until her lips were swollen and red, looking thoroughly ravaged, then he pecked her in satisfaction.

eds to rest. If Mr. Robinson finds out, he'll be upset."

"Then just don't let him find out," Amelia replied, winking at her, clearly not caring about Robinson's potential anger.

It's her hand, so why should he be upset?

But Mary still refused, pleading with her, "Miss…"

Tsk, how could she be acting so coy when she's older?

Amelia had a soft heart; when someone acted cute or compliant, as long as it didn't violate her principles, she would usually compromise.

"Alright, alright. How about this: you come over and help me operate it, and I'll direct you. Is that okay?"

"No problem!"

Mary immediately went to get the computer, visibly happy.

There's a reason why the house is as clean as a model home. For instance, this laptop—every time she finishes using it, it gets put away and never stays in the glass house overnight, even if she needs it the next day.

Through the glass house, Amelia saw hundreds of servants busily cleaning, ensuring the mansion remained immaculate. The mansion is vast, spanning dozens of acres, with numerous rooms and several luxurious halls. Every morning, Amelia observed that the servants started their work in an orderly manner.

Inside the house, the servants wore matching uniforms, working skillfully and in perfect coordination. In the hall, several servants were busy polishing the smooth marble floor, making it shine. The massive crystal chandeliers were carefully cleaned, with each crystal polished to a sparkling brilliance. Dust on the furniture and art pieces was meticulously removed, ensuring every item looked perfect.

In the corridors and rooms, the servants pushed silent cleaning carts, wielding various professional tools to deep-clean the carpets, making sure every corner was spotless. The windows were cleaned until they gleamed, allowing sunlight to pour through the bright glass and add a warm glow to the rooms.

The garden and courtyard were equally busy, with gardeners trimming the lawn and arranging flower beds to ensure every patch of greenery was picture-perfect. By the poolside, several servants were cleaning and disinfecting, ensuring the water remained crystal clear and ready for the master and guests to use at any time.

In the kitchen, a team of chefs and kitchen assistants were preparing for the upcoming lunch, busily washing and preparing ingredients, while dedicated cleaning staff ensured the kitchen maintained the highest hygiene standards.

The scene of the private chef team in Robinson's mansion preparing three meals a day for Amelia was filled with luxury and refinement, leaving her breathless. This team consisted of world-class chefs from different countries, each specializing in different culinary styles, making every meal a unique gastronomic feast.

The entire mansion, under the meticulous care of hundreds of servants, maintained an unparalleled level of luxury and cleanliness, as if every day was a fresh new start. This was a level of refined living that Amelia had never experienced before.