RISE OF A TRILLIONAIRE KING

Chapter 8: New Life

Chapter 8. New Life.

They left the gaming room and entered into the Master bedroom of the Wonderson Wing of the Mansion.

It didn't surprise Derrick with all these decorations that exuded wealth and most of all opulence at it's peak.

Derrick had been living in comfort for a long time and this showed him that the Young Master's surprise at seeing this was a sign of one who'd lived a simple life.

"Here's the Master Bedroom Young Master Maxwell! It has all that you'll ever needs in a Master Bedroom of it's size it contains atleast three beds." Derrick informed the young master.

Maxwell took a good look around the place and it really impressed him.

The room exuded a different kinda of aura one that really changed one's perception in how they viewed things.

Maxwell gasped in awe of the mighty empire that'd shaped this place in such a wonderful way.

As they walked their Regal footsteps echoed across the affluently furnished bedroom. The room unfolded like a canvas of affluence, symphony of wealth and shimmering chandeliers that decorated the place.

As Maxwell analytically viewed the place before them was a colossal bed fit for a royal. The room stood draped in a sumptuous midnight blue canopy the curtains was also adorned in golden embroidery that danced slowly in the soft glow of crystal chandeliers.

The walls were adorned with several intricate hand painted murals of great figures throughout history.

There was also pictures of different types of birds from the six continents of the world, the pictures seemed to utter ancient tales in the form of whispers.

Each picture held tales of ancient lore and interest that really drew in the interest of it's viewer.

"Indeed this is masterpieces Mr Derrick." Maxwell said breaking the absolute silence that had enveloped the room.

Maxwell looked around once more and beheld a plush armchair in the corner upholstered in the finest of leather.

'Indeed my Father has taste.' Maxwell said inwardly as he stroked his chin.

"Come let me take you to the another aspect of your wing. That'll be after you'd had your bath Young Master Maxwell." Derrick said informing him as he directed him to the bathroom of the wing.

They duo walked towards the bathroom and Maxwell was blown away once again with what visually greeted his eyes.

The bathroom unfolded like a sanctuary of serenity and it's marble floors and walls were a testament to timeless affluence, luxury and elegance.

Before them was a sunken tub carved from a single slab of creamy onyx. The tub beckoned like a tranquil river having a laminar flow, the tub seemed to whispered promises of rejuvenation and pure and untrained relaxation at its peak.

Meanwhile a plush and oversized towel warmer stood sentinel and unmoved it exuded a subtle indulgence that awaited it's mansion's esteemed guest.

The walls were adorned with beautiful tiles that had designs that could simply blow ones mind in ways one couldn't imagine as an individual.

Maxwell didn't just interact with the bathroom mentally and visually but his olfactory receptors were greeted with a sweet vanilla and lavender scent that regular kept bad odour away.

"I love clean and well scented bathrooms so I chose the best fragrances for you Young Master Maxwell. It would be a bad first impression if you wouldn't be able to enjoy your part of the mansion." Derrick said noticing Maxwell's enthusiasm.

"You've really outdone yourself Mr Derrick so I'm deeply appreciative of this piece of art." Maxwell responded taking some more time to enjoy what he saw.

The walls reflected the soft glow of the well lit bathroom inviting elegance and tranquility into the bathroom.

Meanwhile, A discreet door led to a private water closet that was spotless and brand new as Derrick revealed this aspect of the bathroom in a grand manner.

"This is your private bathroom where you can do your business." Derrick commented and then showed him another place in the building.

Beyond the private water closet there was a floor to ceiling window that offered a breathtaking and crystal clear view of the well manicured garden outside.

The lush and pristine greenery coupled with the vibrant blooms added to the bathroom's refined affluence.

The bathroom contained several features that enabled one to just bow and surrender to the sheer bliss of the majestic designs in it.

"One more thing Young Master Maxwell." Derrick said halting his movements.

Max snapped out of his awe and listened closely to what Derrick had to say.

"The toilets are the latest model of toilets equipped with sensors so once you're finished with your business it automatically flushes. The toilets and bathrooms are handled by expert cleaners who maintain the hygienic standards of this bathroom." Derrick said informing him so that he would be aware.

Maxwell nodded affirmatively and continued enjoying the view before him.

"I'll leave you now Young Master Wonderson so that you can freshen up and maybe later we'll take you to a profession hair stylist. You've been through a lot these past years and I don't want it to continue to show on you." Derrick commented as he informed the young Wonderson of the plans he had for him.

Derrick after making these comments ceased his verbal exchange with the Young Master and departed from the bathroom.

Maxwell nodded affirmatively and did what he'd been hungering to do.

He went into the showers and had a relaxing bath as the water rushed dish upon his skin and followed by the liquid soap he used along with the sponge to clean his body.

After thirty minutes he was done taking care of his personal hygiene and exited in a bath towel.

Max turned and beheld his clothes on the floor seeing that they were no longer needed for the kind of lifestyle he'd been grafted into.

"I need new raiment." Maxwell uttered as he approached the wooden wardrobe unlocking it.

Within it contained several designer shirts, trousers, shorts, jerseys and he decided to try them out..

It didn't take him long to realize that these clothes were already his size.

'Possibly they'd gathered enough intelligence on me to know, The kind of clothes I'll wear once I arrive.' Max uttered inwardly as the things he saw didn't surprise him anymore.

It didn't take long before a knock came on his door.

"Hello who is it?" Maxwell asked.

"It's me Mr Derrick I'll like to inform you that the tailor is around." Derrick informed the young man.

"There is also a package waiting for you Young Master Maxwell." Derrick additionally informed him.