The Billionaire's Cursed Heiress
Chapter 146: THE BEAUTIFUL GUEST

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: THE BEAUTIFUL GUEST

Getting wheeled towards the gallery, Zara listened to the butler as he explained in detail about the places worthy to be seen at the manor.

"We have only been open for a few months, but I can guarantee you that what you find here is something that you can’t find anywhere else. Here, we promote ......." As a professional hired to do his job, he was pretty good and his vivid descriptions made even Zara more intrigued.

Thankfully, she learned the universal language, otherwise, she would be in trouble and have to wait for someone to translate to her, which wouldn’t be more impactful than hearing it firsthand.

After a short distance, they soon arrived at the entertainment facility where the gallery was and Zara was filled with excitement.

The butler, seeing everyone’s enthusiasm and how Zara seemed to be broadcasting the whole thing, was determined to show off to the fullest and show everyone just how great the manor was.

Having a boss who doesn’t hesitate to splurge money. What else should he be afraid of?

Politely motioning his hand, the butler said smilingly, "Let’s head inside!" before leading the way.

Inside the building, it was as the butler said. It was an entertainment facility. A place where the guests can visit and have fun.

"In this building, apart from the gallery, we have the theatre and it can accommodate twenty people. The theatre is very spacious and we provide VIP services!" with a proud smile hanging on his lips, the butler introduced as he led everyone to the theatre.

The gallery was the last thing that he was going to show them. Once the guests enter the gallery, they tend to refuse to leave. So, it was better for him to show them other places first.

When Zara heard that, her interest was piqued, wondering what kind of services could be provided in a theatre.

As someone who hadn’t gone to the movies in her twenty-three years, something regretful, she couldn’t help but feel like watching a film in such a place.

Her question was answered momentarily when the butler took them into the theatre.

Upon seeing the place, her eyes opened wide, gawking with awe and a, "Wow!" escaped her lips, amusement and admiration in her eyes.

The butler’s smile turned upward in a smirk as he admired the expressions on the guests’ faces.

The theatre was one of the places where more effort was put in.

From the theatre chairs, which provided a lot of comfort, adjustable to suit the guest’s preferences and above all, the quality material used to make them, what more could be said about it?

Zara looked at the theatre. Her heart pounded with a crazy determination as a certain image flashed in her head making her cheeks redden at the thought of that.

Looking around, the chairs looked like the ones in her parents’ house, made from suede, and she could tell that whoever owned the place was very rich. Just take a look at the golden signpost which welcomed them. Who does that?

The theatre was large enough to accommodate at least thirty people and yet to provide space and privacy to guests, there were only twenty chairs.

The chairs could be adjusted and so was the seating arrangement. Guests could sit alone, in pairs or as a group. Whatever they wanted to do, that could happen. And that made the theatre look very pleasing.

"There is an AI assistant, who will help you find the movie which you want to watch. All you need to do is just sit in your chair and give it instructions ....." the butler continued as he demonstrated to Zara and others, wowing them once again.

Although the use of AI assistants wasn’t rare, it was still uncommon to see that it was being used in a theatre, but when a person is rich, what can’t they do?

After seeing the theatre, the butler took them around and showed them other interesting rooms as well.

After a tour, everyone finally started heading towards the gallery, the most anticipated place everyone was dying to see.

On their way there, since it was on the basement floor and they were coming from the top floor, they came back to the ground floor once again.

Moving towards the second elevator, which was going to take them there, the door to the building suddenly opened, attracting everyone’s attention.

Zara turned her head towards the door, her eyes narrowing, wondering which guest was coming to check the place out as well.

The viewers were quite curious and some of them hadn’t washed off the issue of the Valkyrie, so they were interested in which person would be appearing.

Just as everyone was wondering when the door opened, a pretty lady came into view, stunning everyone who was looking her way.

In Zara’s broadcast, there was a moment of silence before the barrage started going crazy, stressing the IT technicians monitoring the situation.

"Badum. Badum. Badum."

When was the last time her heart pounded for a lady like this? Zara wowed as she looked at the tall lady, roughly around 1.7m if she wasn’t mistaken. Maybe she was taller, but she couldn’t gauge. But what she knew was that the other was pretty taller than her.

Not only was she taller, but she was one of the prettiest people she had seen, though not as beautiful as the goddess she saw in her dreams.

The other’s skin looked flawless, her face wasn’t too small or too big. It was perfect and she couldn’t find any faults with it.

Those eyes were very black, like a raven’s feathers, and so was the hair. Zara applauded herself for having beautiful hair. After all, she hadn’t seen anyone with white hair, at least natural hair except herself in years.

Her hair was pretty and long and yet looking at the lady who had forced her team to stop, she felt a pang in her heart.

The other didn’t even bother to style her hair properly. The pretty lady had a high ponytail and yet the swaying hair behind her back proved to Zara that this was one of the people she had seen in her life with very long hair.

If the hair was let down, if it was natural and real, where would it reach?

And was it even possible to see such a kind of hair in Orkney and on a black person?

How could it be so long? Even longer than hers!

She wasn’t being racist or filled with prejudice, but most black people she saw, didn’t have long hair. Those with long hair could be found in continents like hers, Nogria and others, but in Orkney and Afreeka, it was very rare.

Their hair was different, a bit stubborn and didn’t tend to grow long without causing trouble. And yet she was seeing straight hair, and it didn’t look stubborn at all. Comparing just hair alone, maybe hers was more prone to be stubborn than this lady.

And she was just starting with the compliments.