With Daisy joining, what was originally a trip for two became a trip for three.
However, Rhodey and Gwen didn't treat Daisy as an outsider at all.
In fact, just as Gwen had said before, with Daisy, she finally had a little sister who she could chat with and go shopping with again.
And usually, at this time, Rhodey would follow behind the two of them, acting as their escort.
Of course!
He was also responsible for paying the bills.
Rhodey was happy to relax; he didn't care how much money he spent anyway.
As long as Gwen was happy, that was more important than anything else.
In a blink of an eye;
Another week had passed.
There were only two days left until Gwen's school holiday ended.
And the trio, who had traveled around the World, also planned to return to the U.S.
When returning, there was no need to take a plane or anything like that.
Rhodey put the car they used for local travel into his interdimensional space, then held the two of them, one in each arm, and instantly brought them back to Paradise Tower in New York.
Back home, Gwen first took out the gifts she had bought along the way and neatly arranged them.
Some were for her friends.
And some were for her parents.
These all needed to be clearly separated, so they wouldn't get mixed up.
It would be bad if she gave the wrong gift.
At this moment, Daisy was also curiously looking around Rhodey's house.
"So this is where you usually live? It doesn't look very luxurious."
After spending more time together, Daisy was no longer as polite as she was at first; her attitude became more casual, and occasionally she would retort to Rhodey.
Rhodey, however, didn't mind this way of interacting.
After all, always being polite made it seem like they were very distant.
On the contrary, this casualness indicated that their relationship was very close.
"How luxurious do you want it to be? Do you want me to make a golden mural for you?"
Rhodey opened the refrigerator, took out two cans of drinks, and casually tossed one to Daisy.
Daisy took a sip of the iced cola and also noticed a room filled with what looked like children's toys.
"What are those? Don't tell me you already have a child!"
Daisy asked, pointing at the room.
"What nonsense are you thinking?" Rhodey knocked her on the head in annoyance, "That's Red Devil's room. Red Devil is a dog I adopted."
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Daisy rubbed her head, muttering softly, "Rich people have no humanity. Even a dog has its own room, and it's even bigger than the house I used to live in. How annoying!"
Rhodey couldn't help but laugh when he heard Daisy's soft muttering.
"What are you laughing at!"
Daisy stood with her hands on her hips, fuming.
"Where's your dog? By the way, you haven't been here for so many days; won't your dog starve?"
Daisy asked.
"How could that happen? Paradise Tower has dedicated housekeepers. I had everything arranged before I left. They will come at fixed times to clean and feed the dog, among other tasks."
Rhodey said.
"Damn rich people! Capitalists!"
Daisy muttered softly again.
Clearly;
Daisy, who was used to living a poor life, hadn't fully adapted to the life of the rich, even after enjoying herself with Rhodey and them for so many days.
How could she have imagined that this building also had dedicated housekeepers?
Didn't these rich people worry about their valuable belongings being stolen from their homes?
Daisy highly suspected that people's homes were frequently burglarized.
However, Daisy was overthinking this point.