Davinc's - [P.O.V]

I soon reached the mansion on the map.

I was shocked.

The house was like a white house.

Security operatives immediately rushed towards the gate as I was granted access in.

I then could see Benson looking at me from afar, with a gentle smile over his face.

"Welcome to your own office Young lord." Benson says as he shows me into the house.

I couldn't believe my sight.

The house had almost everything, but devices and chairs made out of silver and gold.

This was what it meant to be a Bonavista.

"Tell me Benson... How rich is my inheritance which I had signed?" I asked.

"Well, you're an Elite, your money can't be counted, you're just madly wealthy." He said.

"Like a trillionaire?" I asked him.

"Like a man who is one hundred times richer than a Bazillionite." He said and my jaw dropped in return as I looked at him.

"Don't faint, I understand." He said to me as he led me into a room.

"This is your room, you should have a rest and prepare, for the great visitation is tomorr