7. Welcome To The Cresent Pack

Bella and the other girls nodded in understanding.

“Use the same title when you served the father of His Highness Remus Black."

The car they are in arrived in front of a high brass gate guarded by several men dressed in strange clothing. However, as far as the eye could see, Bella did not see a single building standing behind the high fence. All forests.

After passing through the gate, they crossed a thick paved road which was very smooth until finally, Bella could see a magnificent building standing proudly behind a large and old grove of trees. Bella stared in awe especially at the green watery oasis surrounded by orange flowering plants, creating the illusion of splitting the gap between the lush trees and the building.

"Welcome to the Cresent pack," Draco said proudly.

"Welcome ... and behave," Draco said again. As if he was giving both a welcome and a warning.

“The Tomas Black family is the second richest family in the world, so don't be surprised to see it. This house is much smaller than any of the other Tomas Black's house in London," said Mr. Draco in a strong British accent.

The car turned into the courtyard of Tomas Black Mansion, past a brick gate overgrown with white flowering vines. From a distance, she can see victorian architecture buildings with reddish brownstone walls resembling melted gold.

The car circled a round pond in the shape of a wolf with a fountain in the middle. They stopped right under the shade of the patio, which was simpler than the one on the front, but felt much warmer and calmer.

The doorman opened the car for them and from his face, Bella knew that this person most likely also came from Asia like her.

"Follow me!" Mr. Draco ordered the girls who were still staring at the luxurious pavilion building. They call it the Packhouse, a mansion ... in the middle of a thick forest. A big.. luxuriously building in the middle of the forest.

Bella came to her senses quickly and scrambled to follow Mr. Draco's steadfast steps up the steps of the stairs. A waiter in a black suit opened the door and greeted Mr. Draco respectfully.

They passed the guard who was glaring searchingly at all the girls who stepped in silence. Entering the spacious lobby of the house with the sparkling ivory-white marble floor, Bella was even more amazed by the luxury of the house. Also when she was led down a long hallway that was brightly lit by sunlight coming in from the dozens of windows that lined the hallway.

A pool of black andesite could be seen beyond. The classic-style pool is surrounded by colorful plants. Bella was amazed to see it. Never once in her life had she seen such beauty in this place.

It was then, accidentally, her head looked up to the 2nd Floor of the building which was on the opposite side. White silk curtains fluttered in the breeze from behind the wide window with abstract carvings. However, that's not what makes Bella stunned, but a young man who stands in the thickened face on one of the windows, staring out at the pool with an expressionless gaze.

The man was not wearing a formal dress or robe of gold. Instead, he is wearing a dark T-shirt. He is tall, but not burly like the Mr. Draco that Bella saw at the airport, or when she stole a look from the back seat of the car that brought her here. Very muscular back of Mr. Draco.

Bella briefly felt the young man staring back at her. Even though it was too far away for her to recognize a face, the strength in the gaze directed at her was able to make Bella hold her breath and couldn't move her breath.

"He called you!" The soft voice that came from another Asian woman who had exchanged smiles with her at the airport made Bella come to her senses. Bella turned to the girl who gave the code for her to look at someone in front of her.

Bella was stunned when she saw Mr. Draco staring at her with h strick face.

"I'm sorry, sir." Bella looked down embarrassed, even though in her heart she was still curious and wanted to ask who the man was.

"Keep your concentration!" he said coldly as he returned to leading the steps down the corridor until she came to an alleyway with a row of small doors. At one of the doors, Mr. Draco stopped.

"This is your room," he said, handing out a small key which was the key for the room. “Use this key to open your door. In a moment the workers will deliver the luggage. Behave ... If you guys act up we don't hesitate to punish you."

"In the closet, there is a maid's uniform to wear every day." Mr. Draco warned sternly, then looked at the watch on his left hand. “In one hour a waiter will come to escort you to the service room. The chief supervisor here is Miss Rowena. All of you must follow all of her directions. Understand?"

"Yes sir." The girls all replied obediently under Mr. Draco's gaze. The man nodded and turned to leave them.

Bella came into her room. It was smaller than the bedroom at home, but everything was complete. There is a wardrobe, a bed with thick mattresses, and a bathroom with warm and cold water taps. Not the kind of room she thought a manual laborer could occupy, Bella thought, surprised. When opening the wardrobe, Bella finds more than ten sets of maid uniforms with black lines on their wrists, complete with a matching apron.

Bella understood that this must be the uniform. Mr. Draco was referring to. Quickly she changed into a uniform from the wardrobe. After that, Bella looked in the mirror to see how she looked in her new appearance. She was a little surprised when she saw the reflection of her face. Although Bella believes herself to be quite neat and unpretentious, she looks much thinner now.

Bella looked at the reflection in the mirror and smiled. "You have to be tough, Bella. In two years, you can return to the village. It's easy?" She repeated the words over and over until she felt confident that things would be easier for her. Everything will be okay, she will come back with a lot of money...and she can make her family happy.