Filed to story: A Little Princess's Journey from Darkness to Light Novel
“We’re both spirits that have been captured, but here she is trying to bully me.”
The vanity spirit was immobilized by an invisible pressure. She smiled coldly. “I do what I want! None of you will find any peace.”
Her eyes were red as she stared at Lilly…
Pablo suddenly smacked the back of her head.
“That’s my disciple you’re trying to threaten!”
The vanity spirit’s head came flying off from the impact and rolled to Josh’s feet.
Lilly gaped as she watched the stray head tumbling towards her cousin.
Josh gulped. “What are you looking at…?”
Lilly pointed at the vanity spirit’s head: “Ms.
Sumo Wrestler’s head fell off. It’s under your feet right now!”
“…” He abruptly stood up and sat down next to Lilly.
“The seat isn’t very comfortable. I think I should just stay here instead.”
She nodded. “Okay.”
He wasn’t even going to try explaining himself anymore.
With a flick of Pablo’s wrist, the head flew back to him.
He sat cross-legged, propped up his chin, and asked, “How did you die?”
The vanity spirit scoffed. “I’m not telling you anything.”
He smacked her head and sent it bouncing before tugging it back again. It was as if he were playing with a yo-yo.
“Why did you die?”
The spirit’s head was buzzing.
She could rip her head off just fine, but it didn’t mean she could escape unscathed with Pablo smacking her around. It was clear he was no ordinary spirit!
“What…” The vanity spirit grew irritated.
Pablo braced himself to do it again. “Oh, you still won’t talk?”
“…”
Were they playing?
Lilly watched them with wide eyes.
You can do that…?
What am I learning all this for?
“Come here, Tulip.” Pablo beckoned Lilly.
The vanity spirit, recalling that Lilly had wrestled her to the ground, immediately said, “Alright. I’ll talk! Don’t hurt me.”
Lilly was far more frightening compared to Pablo…
She had no chance against the little girl.
She helplessly began, “My name is Roxanne Larson. I was a wealthy woman who came from old money…”
Lilly suddenly asked, “Really?”
The vanity spirit held her breath before ultimately saying, “I worked my way up the ladder…”
Both Lilly and Pablo didn’t believe her.
Lilly’s intuition told her that the spirit was lying.
Pablo was speechless. The vanity spirit was true to her name. She was vain even when threatened.
The spirit finally had no choice but to tell the truth. “I was an employee at a printing factory when I was alive.”
It turned out she indeed worked at a printing factory and spent her days in the workshop.
Luck was on her side. One night, she ran into the manager’s daughter who was kind enough to offer her a ride home. The two became fast friends.
“We became close… She would often invite me to her place for meals.”
She licked her lips. “I finally learned what steak tastes like and had plump and firm prawns…”
“I always thought that prawns were half empty on the inside…”
Pablo instantly understood that she was talking about stale dead shrimp.
Shrimp contained high levels of histidine, which was the reason for their delicious taste. Dead shrimp are quickly decomposed by bacteria, at which point the flesh would become sparse and emit a pungent odor.
Shrimp like that were often sold to small restaurants or food stalls on the streets. Flavorings were added to mask the smell. Only the shell remained when eaten.
“And?” Lilly asked.
Josh, who couldn’t hear a thing, was panicking.
I didn’t want to see anything, but I want to know how the vanity spirit died. I have to wait for Lilly to finish questioning her.
The spirit continued, “My bestie would give me clothes she no longer wanted. There were also bags and jewelry…”
She was initially happy, even if they were just her friends’ unwanted leftovers, because these were things she could never afford.
Her best friend’s father was not only the director of the printing company but also the president of a large group.
The printing company was just one of the family’s many businesses.
“I enjoyed a life I could never have dreamed of because of her…”
She would go shopping with her friend after work and watch her buy everything she liked without hesitation.
She followed by her side and basked in the envious glances thrown their way. It was as if she were a wealthy woman herself.
“I was at my bestie’s place when the store manager of GUOLHJ personally delivered their latest products of the season to her door for her to choose.”
“She spent two hundred thousand on clothing that day. The ones she didn’t like? The manager simply smiled and left.”
Roxanne continued in a daze, “That’s when I finally realized that this was how the rich bought their clothes. The luxury goods sold in stores are the leftovers the rich didn’t want.”
She thought going shopping with her friend was already an impressive feat.
To think she could also have the store manager personally deliver everything to her door? What kind of life was that?
The store manager’s smile and the two hundred thousand bill left a deep impression on her.
That batch of clothes allowed more luxury dresses to come her way.
She wore a halter dress from GUOLHJ, carried a YSHGD bag, and wore shoes by DHEJ.
A mere cup of Starbucks cost her a day’s worth of wages!
“How can such a man still live in that ten-room dormitory at the factory? It’s not worth it to me at all!”
