As the car came to a stop, Beatrice took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. She stepped out of the vehicle, her eyes immediately drawn to the two couples standing at the entrance of the mansion. The man and woman on the left looked to be in their fifties, their faces bearing a striking resemblance to Beatrice's own. They must be her parents. The couple on the right was older, likely in their seventies, and had an air of authority and wealth that was palpable.
The older man stepped forward, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled warmly at Beatrice. He had the same stormy grayblue eyes as her, and she felt an instant connection to him.
"Beatrice, my dear," he said, his voice rich and deep.
"I am your grandfather, Henry Beaumont."
The beautiful woman rushed over and hugged her daughter 17 years and her daughter has been missing!
"My daughter you must have had a hard life," she said as she wiped her tears with her handkerchief. The woman husband a tall handsome guy patted Beatrice head and he smiled.
"My little princess welcome home," he said.
"Thank you!" She said happily.
{Ahhh Cutie what is going on? My mother is so beautiful and my father is so handsome. I bet he was heart breaker!}
The four adults eyes widen did they hear Beatrice voice none of them said a single word at all but stared at Beatrice.
{mmm can I eat I am so hungry so hungry!}
All of them laughed and her mother grabbed her hand.
"Come, let's get you inside and fed," her mother said, leading Beatrice towards the mansion's grand entrance.
"But first, let me look at you," her father interjected, gently turning Beatrice to face him. He studied her features, his eyes shining with pride and affection.
"You look just like your mother did at your age," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.
"Beautiful and strong."
Beatrice's grandfather nodded in agreement, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
"And with a sharp wit, it seems," he added, chuckling.
"I heard you quite clearly, my dear. It appears you have inherited more than just your looks from your mother's side."
Beatrice blinked, surprised that her grandfather had heard her inner thoughts. She glanced at Cutie, who shrugged innocently.
"I suppose there's no hiding anything in this family," she said with a laugh, feeling a sense of belonging wash over her.
{WOW dad eyes are so beautiful they look just like grandpa!}
As they entered the mansion, Beatrice was struck by the sheer opulence of her new surroundings. The foyer was vast, with a grand staircase leading up to the second floor and crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The walls were adorned with priceless artwork and sculptures, and the floors were polished to a mirror shine.
"Come, let's get you settled in your room," her mother said, guiding Beatrice up the stairs.
"And then we'll have dinner. I've asked the chef to prepare all your favorite dishes."
Beatrice's eyes widened in surprise.
"How did you know what my favorite dishes are?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.
Her mother smiled mysteriously.
"We have our ways," the woman named Catharsis said and looked at her daughter with sparkling eyes. She recalls the number of times people told her that Natasha didn't look like her or her husband Zion. She did bother too much about it because at the time she believed Natasha was her biological daughter but only a month ago she found out that Natasha wasn't her biological daughter which was a shock but it also made both couple use all connections to find their missing daughter. They found out she was raised by the Allen Family. So they are grateful for them. Now her daughter is back she wants to pamper her daughter like crazy! Zion looked at his daughter and wife. Both look so much alike, many of his friends always joked that Natasha wasn't their biological daughter but who knew they were right. In his heart he will give anything to Beatrice he missed 17 years of Beatrice life.
Beatrice's room was a spacious and luxurious suite, decorated with elegant furnishings and personal touches that made it feel like a home away from home. A large fourposter bed dominated the center of the room, draped in soft, silky fabrics and piled high with pillows. A cozy seating area with plush sofas and armchairs was positioned by the window, offering a stunning view of the gardens below.
"This is... incredible," Beatrice breathed, taking in the breathtaking surroundings.
"It's like a dream come true."
Her mother smiled, her eyes shining with unshed tears.
"It's your home now, Beatrice. We've been searching for you for so long, and now that you're finally here, I feel like I can breathe again."
She pulled Beatrice into a tight embrace, her tears finally spilling over.
"I'm so sorry for everything you've been through. We never gave up on you, not for a single moment."
Beatrice hugged her mother back, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. For the first time in her life, she felt truly loved and wanted.
"And I'm sorry for worrying you," she said softly.
"You have eight older brothers, and the seventh brother is your twin brother! Anyway cough cough I will tell you what they do! All of them are ruthless and troublemaker, but also single! You and your twin brother are the youngest so cough cough I will speak!" Catharsis said as she pulled her daughter down on the bed and she smiled brightly. Beatrice sat down on the bed as she waited for her mother to speak.
Catharsis took a deep breath, her expression turning serious as she began to recount the stories of Beatrice's brothers.
"The eldest, Alexander, is a renowned businessman and investor. He's ruthless in his negotiations and has a reputation for crushing his competitors. He's never been married, but there are rumors that he has a secret family hidden away somewhere."
She paused, shaking her head.
"The second, Ethan, is a talented surgeon. He's saved countless lives, but he's also known for his cold and distant demeanor. He's never shown interest in relationships or romance."
"The third, Marcus, is a brilliant scientist and inventor. He's made groundbreaking discoveries in the field of artificial intelligence, but he's also been accused of unethical experiments. He's a loner, preferring the company of his machines over people."
"The fourth, Sebastian, is a famous actor and heartthrob. Women throw themselves at him, but he's never settled down. He's known for his wild parties and scandalous affairs."
"The fifth, Damien, is a notorious hacker and cybersecurity expert. He's worked for various governments and corporations, but he's also been involved in some questionable activities."
"The sixth, Gabriel, is a skilled assassin and mercenary. He's completed countless highprofile hits, but he's also saved many innocent lives. He's a lone wolf, distrustful of others and unwilling to form attachments."
"And then there's you and your twin brother, Nicholas. He's the seventh, and he's just as mischievous and rebellious as the rest of them. I'm sure you two will get along famously."
Catharsis leaned back, a tired smile on her face.
"Your father and I always hoped that having siblings would keep you grounded and out of trouble, but it seems we were wrong. You and your brothers are all unique in your own ways, each with your own set of skills and flaws."
She reached out and took Beatrice's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Come dear your grandparents will introduce themselves to you!"