At the same time, in a mansion in the Hamptons, the Fair Field mansion.
As you approach the Fair Field mansion in the Hamptons, you're immediately struck by the grandeur and opulence that surrounds you. This colossal mansion, often regarded as the largest in New York City, sprawls across an astonishing 110,000 square feet, creating an atmosphere more akin to a luxurious resort than a traditional home.
The compound of Fair Field exhibits a captivating blend of architectural styles. On one side, you'll find modern buildings characterized by sleek lines and expansive windows, exuding a contemporary and minimalist aesthetic. These structures epitomize the fusion of elegance and functionality, inviting natural light to flood the interior spaces and providing breathtaking views of the surroundings. Nestled among these modern marvels, however, are more traditional structures adorned with brick facades and classic balconies. These buildings evoke a sense of timeless charm and sophistication, harkening back to the rich architectural heritage of bygone eras. The juxtaposition of modern and traditional styles adds depth and character to the overall design of the Fair Field mansion.
As you explore further, you'll find meticulously manicured gardens, serene courtyards, and captivating outdoor spaces that further enhance the allure of this magnificent estate. The sprawling grounds provide ample room for recreational activities, making it a truly self-contained paradise.
However, as you admire the beauty and opulence of the Fair Field mansion, you also notice the presence of black guards stationed strategically throughout the property. Dressed in sleek black uniforms, these guards exude an air of authority and seriousness, adding an additional layer of security to the already imposing mansion.
Positioned at various entry points and patrolling the grounds, the guards create a sense of exclusivity and privacy. Their vigilant demeanor and watchful eyes serve as a reminder that the Fair Field mansion is not only a symbol of grandeur but also a place that demands protection and discretion. Their professionalism and unwavering commitment to their duty contribute to the overall mystique and allure of this extraordinary residence.
While the presence of the black guards may initially seem intimidating, their purpose is to safeguard the privacy and tranquility of the Fair Field mansion, allowing its occupants to enjoy their lavish lifestyle with peace of mind. Their diligent presence, coupled with the stunning architectural features and lavish amenities, further solidifies the Fair Field mansion as a testament to unparalleled luxury, offering its residents an extraordinary living experience that seamlessly blends contemporary design with timeless elegance. This huge mansion belongs to non other than the Rothschild family.
Amide the huge lavish and luxurious mansion, in the vast living room adorned with opulent gold decor sets the stage for the young master of the Rothschild family, Ron, to immerse himself in his lavish surroundings. However, as he sits on the plush couch, his face still visibly swollen from the beating he endured earlier at the hands of Hu Xian, a mix of anger and pain fills his expression. which made the lavish living room filled with silence as no one dared to even breath not to mention making a sound because No one dares to disturb the young master's concentration, for they understand the gravity of his current state and the weight of his anger.
"Have you found out where that bastard lives?'' suddenly the leader of the Blackguards who was standing beside young master Ron broke the silence that was permitting the lavish living room as he asked a man in black who was entering the room in a hurried steps.
''Yes sir, everything is inside these files " the man in black bowed down and said while handing over a bunch of files to black five, who in turn handed them over to young master Ron.
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despite the discomfort, young master Ron remains determined as he delves into the files given to him by Black Five. The anger coursing through his veins intensifies as he peruses the extensive information contained within the files. These documents provide a detailed account of Hu Xian, his sister Luna, and their entire family's background, including revelations about his father's origins in China.
The more he read the more angry he becomes because he initially thought that someone who dared to hit him in public like that would have a certain kind of background, which was also the reason for doing a deep background check, after all with his status, he knew that some things are not always as simple as they look, but now? That someone was actually a nobody, a fucking nobody?
''so a nobody dared to hit me? A nobody, huh?'' at this moment he exhaled a breath of cold air and murmured while his eyes kept turning becoming even more red, showing that his anger has risen to a new degree.
As the realization of Hu Xian's seemingly insignificant background sinks in, young Master Ron's anger transforms into a burning fury. How dare this nobody lay a hand on him, the young master of the Rothschild family? The room trembles with the intensity of his emotions, echoing his boiling rage.
Baam!
With a clenched fist, Ron slams it onto the table in front of him scattering the files containing the information about hu xian's background all over the floor, his swollen face contorting with a mix of pain and seething determination. The opulent surroundings seem to pale in comparison to the fire that rages within him. He refuses to let this humiliation go unanswered.
"Prepare the Blackguards," young Master Ron arrogantly commanded, his voice laced with newfound authority. The confidence in his tone resonated throughout the room as if he believed himself to be an unstoppable force.
A smug smirk played upon young master Ron's bruised lips as he spoke, his swollen face a testament to his recent encounter with Hu Xian. The pain he had endured only seemed to fuel his arrogance, as if it served as proof of his invincibility rather than a reminder of vulnerability.
''yes, young master,'' answered black five with a slight bow before turning around and walking out of the lavish living room to execute his young master's order.
"Just you wait, you bastard," Ron sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "I will show you what it means to offend this young master." The words dripped with an air of entitlement as if he believed himself to be above reproach.
In his mind, Ron held an unwavering belief in his own superiority, considering himself untouchable within the realms of power and privilege. The notion that someone like Hu Xian, a mere nobody, had dared to lay a hand on him was an affront to his inflated ego.
His arrogance knew no bounds as he reveled in the prospect of exacting his revenge. The idea of showing Hu Xian the consequences of crossing his path brought him a twisted sense of satisfaction.
With each word, Ron's inflated sense of self-importance seemed to grow. He saw himself as a figure of absolute authority, capable of bending the world to his will. In his mind, there was no doubt that Hu Xian would cower before him, reduced to nothing more than a mere pitful existence kneeling in front of him and begging for mercy like a barking stray dog.
five minutes later.
''Young master, everything is ready '' a voice resounded from the side, breaking his fantasy, it was non-other than black five, the leader of the black guards who spoke. He was standing in front of the door of the living room while bowing slightly.
''Hahahaha, good good'' After hearing that, young master Ron laughed out loud, his laughter echoing through the lavish living room, and his arrogance swelled anew. The sound of his own amusement only reinforced his belief in his impending triumph. With each boisterous laugh, he relished the anticipation of his victory over Hu Xian.
''Oh nobody, The countdown of your life has officially begun'' he added.
As for black five? he moved to the side making space for young master Ron to pass, only then did he follow behind him.
Standing before the mansion's door, young Master Ron was met with a striking sight. More than twenty black Alpine Armoring cars were impeccably parked in a straight line, a display of both power and preparedness. Each car was flanked by three men in black, who were from the Blackguards, their vigilant stance a reminder of the formidable force standing behind young Master Ron.
In the center of this impressive display stood a black Rolls Royce Sweptail, a pinnacle of luxury and elegance. The sleek vehicle exuded an air of authority, symbolizing young master Ron's status.
With a determined stride, Ron approached the waiting convoy followed by black five heading straight to the rolls Royce.
The Blackguards, positioned alongside the vehicles, snapped to attention as Ron drew nearer. Their presence emphasized the seriousness of the situation, a visual representation of the force that stands behind this young master.
As Ron approached the Rolls Royce Sweptail, a gleam of anticipation sparked in his eyes. It was time to unleash the full might of the Rothschild family (not really, this is just the tip of an iceberg) upon their unsuspecting adversary. With the convoy of loyal Blackguards by his side, young master Ron would prove that no one could cross him without facing dire consequences.
As he stepped into the luxurious vehicle, young Master Ron's arrogance swelled once more. In his mind, victory was assured, and the world would soon witness the power and might of the Rothschild family unleashed upon their enemies.
After all, the goal of all of this is just to show the strength of the Rothschilds and make everyone know and remember the consequences of offending a member of theirs, especially their young master, otherwise all that was needed to move against a normal person like Hu Xian is just one black guard and there would no longer be a person named Hu xian in this world.
All in all, it's a show of strength they want everyone to see.