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Chapter 4
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“Yes, Blue Bay Villa. It belongs to Mr. Lynch.”

The man’s voice on the other end of the phone sounded exasperated, “The Little Princess is in

desperate need of someone to help her with her bath, and she chose you immediately. Come quickly!”

With that, the man hung up the phone.

Luna frowned as she raised her head and looked at Neil before her. “This is the job you found me?”

The boy nodded as he went toward her and held her hand. “Mommy, I know you’re back for a reason.

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It’d be easier for you to approach Joshua Lynch in his home compared to his office, don’t you think so?”

Luna sighed; she knew it. She could not hide anything from these sneaky little fellows. She knelt.

“You’re right, but…”

“Mommy, don’t worry!” Neil looked at her with his bright eyes. “The Little Princess is easy to deal with!”

Luna smiled helplessly, washed her face, and tidied herself up.

“Oh, where’s Nellie?” she asked as she put on her shoes.

Her personal little blanket would drape herself over her whenever she returned home. Why did she not

do so today?

“Oh, she’s busy watching her cartoons! Don’t worry, Mommy, Nellie will be fine with me taking care of

her.”

Luna said nothing else as she turned and left.

Neil was right.

It was much easier to approach Joshua working at Blue Bay Villa than at the company.

She could not miss out on this opportunity.

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Still…

Who was this Little Princess?

She researched Joshua thoroughly before they returned home, but there was no mention of such a

person.

With a head full of questions, Luna was led into Blue Bay Villa by a servant.

Six years. She finally returned to this villa.

The little tree she planted in the garden had grown tall and strong. Everything remained the same in the

villa.

The vase and paintings that she personally picked out still hung in the same spot, clean without a

single speck of dust.