As Beatrice gazed up at the night sky, she felt a sense of peace wash over her. The stars twinkled like diamonds against the velvet backdrop, their distant light a reminder of the vastness and beauty of the universe. She took a deep breath, inhaling the crisp night air and letting it fill her lungs.
Suddenly, a notification popped up in front of her, glowing brightly against the darkness. It was from Cutie, who had been quietly observing her.
"Master, look!" Cutie exclaimed, pointing at the notification with a chubby paw.
"You've gained 50 Believer Points and 30 Disgust Points! I think it's because of how amazing you look right now."
Beatrice little arrogant flipped her hair.
"Get some food for me Cutie," Beatrice said as she grabbed her duffel bag and she walked out of the plane. She wore a hat as she followed down the hallway of the airport. She went to bathroom washes her hands. After she finished Cutie was holding up drink and food for his master.
Beatrice glanced around the bustling airport, taking in the sights and sounds of her new surroundings. She couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for the adventures that lay ahead. As she stepped out of the airport, she was greeted by the warm embrace of the Sheffield City night.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out and saw a message from an unknown number.
"Welcome to Sheffield, Miss Beaumont. I'm a representative of the Beaumont family. Please follow me to the car."
Beatrice's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She hadn't expected a welcome committee, especially one that knew her last name. She glanced at Cutie, who shrugged innocently.
"Should we follow them, master?" Cutie asked, tilting his head curiously.
Beatrice hesitated for a moment before nodding, her curiosity getting the better of her. She followed the directions in the message, her footsteps echoing through the airport corridors.
As she stepped outside, she saw a sleek black car waiting for her, its engine purring softly. A man in a sharp suit stood beside it, holding the door open.
"Are you Miss Beaumont?"
"Master don't go in what if they are kidnappers recall your family are poor!"
Beatrice nodded her head. Butler Zhou looked at the young lady and he smiled the young lady truly looks just like the young madam.
Beatrice sighed.
{Why is this old man staring at me? What does he want isn't my family so broke?}
Zhou rubbed his neck did he hear a voice but it didn't seem like anyone else talked to him! Beatrice thoughts came again.
Butler Zhou blinked, startled by the sudden voice in his head. He looked around, trying to find the source, but there was no one else nearby. He shook his head, attributing it to his imagination and the stress of the day.
"Yes, Miss Beaumont," he replied, his voice smooth and polite.
"I am Butler Zhou, at your service. The family is eager to meet you."
He gestured to the car, his eyes never leaving Beatrice's face. He couldn't believe how much she resembled the young madam the same striking features, the same air of elegance and grace. It was almost like looking at a ghost.
"Please, allow me to take your luggage."
Beatrice sat down as she looked out the window. The drive was long but when a beautiful mountain came she sighed so it's true her family is poor. That's fine.
{It seems my family is poor.}
Butler Zhou eyes widen he heard that voice again and it was the young lady voice. He did not say anything at all.
"Miss. Beaumont, these mountains are owned by your grandfather," Butler Zhou said. Beatrice was drinking her milk tea coughed her drink out.
"What..?"
Butler Zhou quickly grabbed a handkerchief and handed it to Beatrice, helping her clean up the spilled milk tea. He couldn't help but chuckle at her surprised reaction.
"Indeed, Miss Beaumont," he confirmed with a smile.
"The Beaumont family is one of the wealthiest and most influential dynasties in Sheffield City. Your grandfather, the patriarch, owns vast amounts of land, including these mountains."
He paused, studying Beatrice's astonished expression with amusement.
"I must say, it's quite refreshing to see someone so... unimpressed by our family's wealth. Most people would be jumping for joy at the mere mention of our name."
Beatrice blinked, trying to process this new information. She had been so sure that her family was poor, but now it seemed that she had been completely wrong. She felt a mix of shock, excitement, and a hint of apprehension.
"So, what you're saying is... I'm rich?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Butler Zhou nodded, his smile widening.
"Extremely rich, Miss Beaumont. You are heiress to the Beaumont fortune. You have eight brothers who are billionaires, parents billionaires, grandparents you can say your family is one of the wealthiest families globally!"
Beatrice grabbed Cutie.
[Cutie why didn't you tell me this!]
"Master I didn't know! Now information about your family is coming through!" Cutie said as he sighed patted his chest.
[You trash! Humph do it or no honey for you!]
Butler Zhou wondered who the young miss was talking to but did not bother since the young miss did not even move her lips!
Beatrice's mind reeled as she tried to wrap her head around the staggering wealth and influence of the Beaumont family. Eight billionaire brothers, billionaire parents, and grandparents it was almost too much to comprehend. She felt a flutter of excitement in her chest, but also a sense of trepidation. With great wealth came great responsibility, and she had no idea what being an heiress to such a fortune entailed.
As the car wound its way up the mountain, Beatrice couldn't help but marvel at the breathtaking scenery surrounding her. The lush greenery, the crystalclear streams, and the majestic peaks all spoke of the untouched beauty of nature. It was a far cry from the bustling city streets she was used to.
Suddenly, a massive mansion came into view, its grand facade and sprawling grounds a testament to the Beaumont family's opulence. Beatrice gasped, her eyes widening in awe. She had never seen anything so magnificent in her life.
"Welcome home, Miss Beaumont," Butler Zhou said, his voice filled with pride. Drive way took fifteen minutes to get to the front door and they were two couples standing there.