She is an intellectual woman from the declining British aristocracy, who loves art paintings and has extraordinary taste.

I grew up in fine clothes and fine food, and I didn't suffer many setbacks. I yearned for freedom in my heart and didn't want to be restricted by others.

Due to the death of her father, the family was in ruins. Apart from huge debts and aristocratic status, her father left nothing to her and her mother. The aristocratic title was the only reliance!

Therefore, her mother felt that finding a good family for her would not only solve her financial difficulties, but also make her future life worry-free.

Carl is the second generation of a wealthy Philadelphia steel family and the fiancé chosen by her mother. She thinks they are a match made in heaven.

In fact, Ruth knew that her mother just regarded her as a commodity to be sold. It happened that Karl saw that she was very good-looking, so he paid a high price for her.

Her mother turned a blind eye to her repressed heart. In order to maintain the high-end life of an aristocrat, her mother constantly brainwashed and squeezed her, forcing her to marry the arrogant Karl.

Ruth longs to be loved and understood, but she is in an environment where no one really cares about her.

My mother only indulged in enjoying socializing with the upper class. Her main hobby was drinking afternoon tea with the aristocrats and gossiping, and she looked down on the lower class.

Because of this, even in the dark and far away, Russell recognized her at a glance.

Just because her face was covered with numbness.

The ship moved forward slowly, getting closer and closer to the Titanic, and his view was blocked by the thick and huge hull.

Not long after, the boat docked next to her. Mrs. Brown got up and went first, followed by Russell, and boarded the Titanic through the side door.

Entering the ship, you will see a luxurious scene of magnificence and rich decoration.

I have to admit that she is very luxurious. The cost of Titanic is as high as 1.5 million pounds, which is equivalent to 105 million pounds today, equivalent to nearly 1 billion yuan.

Even the most common third-class cabin costs 8 pounds and 40 US dollars, which is equivalent to two months' salary for ordinary people.

Second class is priced at US$60, regular first class is US$150, and deluxe first class is US$4,350!

Most of the passengers are wealthy aristocrats and celebrities who frequently travel between Europe and the United States, such as Benjamin Guggenheim, Mr. and Mrs. Strauss, the owners of Macy's Department Store in New York, and Weidner and his sons, who are the spoilers of the Philadelphia tram industry.

There are also a few wealthy people who bought tickets, but did not board the ship due to some coincidence, such as JP Morgan, the founder of the world's top investment bank Morgan...

The first-class cabins are extremely luxuriously decorated, and most bedrooms have private decks where you can take a walk and enjoy the sea view.

In addition, gyms, squash courts, cafes, and restaurants are all standard.

There are even dedicated rest rooms for pets...

The nobles enjoy a luxurious life wantonly, while the poor at the bottom can only make a living in misery, and the disparity in treatment is obvious.

Mrs. Brown's cabin was an ordinary luxury cabin, and her three female attendants were in a second-class cabin.

"Mr. Walker, originally only third-class seats were available, but second-class passengers will disembark at Queenstown, Ireland tomorrow. I will go through the upgrade procedures for you then. Please bear with me for one night."

Russell tilted his head and said with a smile: "Madam, there's no need to go to such trouble."

"No, the staff in the third class cabin is complicated. I'm afraid it will disturb your rest. In this case, you won't be able to provide me with security services, right?"

Russell was startled. He didn't expect that Mrs. Brown had thought so carefully. It seemed that she had regarded him as a professional security consultant rather than a malicious gangster who held her hostage.

"Madam, you are very thoughtful, thank you."

"You're welcome, considering your age... Well, I see that you didn't bring any luggage, so you probably didn't have a change of clothes. I happened to bring some men's clothes, if you don't mind..."

"I don't mind, ma'am. Did you prepare the clothes for your son?"

Mrs. Brown nodded: "Yes, but they are new clothes and he has not worn them."

"Is this a gift you plan to give him? In that case, can I give him two more handmade suits when I wait in New York?"

Mrs. Brown smiled and said: "Mr. Walker, you have such a free and easy personality. It's a pleasure to chat with you."

She was born in 1867 and will be 45 years old in a few months. Due to traveling around the world these years, she has neglected to take care of her children...

She happened to meet Russell, who was about the same age as her child. Seeing his miserable fate, she couldn't help but feel some sympathy.

As for what happened at the dock, she no longer cared about it.

When sending Mrs. Brown to the elevator, Russell met two noble ladies, one of whom was Ruth's mother Fisher. Judging from her face, it was clear that she was a sharp-tongued person who disliked poverty and loved wealth.

There was no time to talk to her at this moment. Under the leadership of the crew, Russell and Mrs. Brown arrived at the ordinary first class cabin.

The waiter also moved the luggage into the room, and Mrs. Brown took out 30 cents from her handbag and handed it to him.

After he left, Mrs. Brown looked at Russell and asked: "Mr. Walker, did I do the right thing just now?"

"Yes, don't tip the waiter more than 50 cents. Although it's on the Titanic, you have to know that the nobles are just rags with nothing to show for their appearance. They don't have a piggy bank at all."

Mrs. Brown was so amused that she leaned forward and backward.

Afterwards, she rummaged through her luggage and took out the clothes and gave them to Russell, a set of handmade suits made of top-quality fabrics.

"Mr. Walker, the ship is safe. Don't worry about me. Go and have a rest. I will upgrade your cabin tomorrow so you can have a good night's sleep."

"Okay, Ms. Molly."

Mrs. Brown was startled when she heard this.

Although she always introduced herself to others as Molly Brown, no one ever actually called her Molly, but instead called her Mrs. Brown.

Even when she died, her husband never called her Molly, but gave her a nickname.

Now, hearing someone call her Molly made her feel a little excited and happy, but also a little overwhelmed.

Before she could react, Russell had already left with his suit.

He walked through the splendid corridors and met many nobles and celebrities on the way. These people looked at him with slightly puzzled eyes, wondering why there were people dressed like cowboys coming to the first class cabin and raising high-end handmade suits.

Russell had no time to conflict with them, because there were only three days left before the sinking of the Titanic. Under the premise that it was impossible to change history, he had to find a way to survive, complete his goal, and earn enough money!

He walked quickly to the stairwell and was about to go downstairs to the third class cabin.

I met two gentlemen in suits and ties.

It was Carl and his butler Spicer.

"Is she in the room?"

"Yes."

"I have done so much for her, but she is not satisfied. She actually smokes in public at the dinner party. How unbecoming! She does not look like a noble girl."

Suddenly, the two stopped and looked up, only to see a man wearing a black windbreaker and cowhide boots standing there, staring down at them.

Karl frowned and turned to look at Spicer.

"Please step aside."

Spicer said stiffly.
Chapter completed!