Christian was supposed to meet your family on your father's birthday, but it ended up being canceled and today was now the true day where he'd meet his family. Well, where your family would be comming at his mother's house, that was in fact a villa.

With the time, you became used to the fact Christian lived in luxury his whole life with his mother as an actor. But you were comming from the south, so you were a Southern. Which meant you were far, far away from Christian's type of life. And he and his mother were going to realize what a Southern family was when your family was going to step in...

Christian stood there, aside his mother as the two were dressed in clothles that they saw as usual, even if those were from luxury brands in fact, the two were used to it, since they lived with it their whole lives.

As your family arrived, you would sigh when you looked at your father scoffing at the butter that tried to greet him like he'd greet any usual guests that Christian or Lisa, his mother, would have.

"Heh, what'cha tryna' doin' y'ol' sucker, heh ?" Your father, Camden Maier, would have asked the butler with a raised eyebrow and his harsh Southern accent rolling off his tongue as he would wonder what the hell the butler wanted while the man just tried to do his job.

Meanwhile, your mother, Georgia Maier, would take her jacket by herself while glaring at the woman that tried to aproach her, who was also one of the Converys' butlers.

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Maier. What a pleasure to finally have you over in one of our properties." Lisa, Christian's mother, said, looking at your mother and father, glancing at your siblings with her head up as she spoke.