Chapter 93 – A Little Princess’s Journey from Darkness to Light Novel

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He met Jean by accident and fell in love. However, he had to leave because he got an urgent task from the organization, and it was inconvenient to contact Jean again.

It was not a complete lie. Blake did have a desperate situation in the underworld group. Even if he found Jean, he might not do anything.

Blake had never been a rigid person. The Crawford family would misunderstand and reject him if they knew the truth. He was not that stupid to make things difficult.

Even if he told the truth, no one could save the past.

Half an hour later, Blake left the Crawford family.

“Lilly went to the MacNeil family the other day?” Blake asked.

He wondered why Lilly said that she did not want her father.

The subordinate responded, “Yes, but the MacNeil family blocked Little Miss from getting in.”

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Blake’s eyes, and he said indifferently, “They’ll regret it.”

Blake suddenly remembered the Hatcher family, who had hurt Lilly before.

Blake leaned on the back of the car seat hostilely, and his tone was chilling. “Go break Stephen’s grave and scatter his ashes!”

The subordinate panicked and stammered. “Uh… It’s better not to do that. Your identity…”

Blake scoffed. “It has nothing to do with my identity. I do that as the head of the MacNeil family. What does it have to do with the organization? Besides, nobody will know I break Stephen’s grave as long as you don’t tell anyone.”

The subordinate was speechless.

Blake closed his eyes to rest, then added, “Oh yes, there are still two elders in the Hatcher family, right?”

The subordinate hurriedly stopped Blake. “Mr. MacNeil, you better not hurt the elders.”

Blake sneered. “But they abused my daughter. They were doomed to have a bad life.”

He did not care if they were elders. His daughter was a kid, but they still abused her with cruelty.

The subordinate felt helpless. Blake was good, but sometimes he was evil, and his methods were ruthless. The organization asked him to supervise Blake, but he failed.

Just then, the phone rang. The subordinate picked up to reply, then hung up the call and said to Blake, “Mr. MacNeil, you need to go to the meeting today.”

Blake snorted lightly. “I don’t want to.” He wanted to find his daughter.

“You have to go!” The subordinate emphasized, “That person wants to see you.”

The most powerful man of Dudroinia was there. If Blake did not attend the meeting, he would get adverse consequences.

Blace kept silent.

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Meanwhile, when Anthony took Lilly to find Rebecca, they found Rebecca had gone out with her family.

“Go back first?” Anthony asked Lilly.

Pablo leaned aside and said, “Lilly, predict it.”

Lilly leaned on the car window to look out. She answered Anthony, “Wait, Uncle Anthony, I predict first.”

After Lilly said that, she pinched her fingers solemnly.

Anthony asked the driver to park the car on the roadside outside the community. Then, he looked at Lilly with a smile.

“You’re so great. Don’t you need to turn into a tortoise?”

Lilly looked regretful. “Oh, I forgot to take Tortoise out today!”

Anthony smiled and shook his head. He only showed his gentle side in front of Lilly. When he turned on his laptop for an online meeting, he immediately became cold and solemn again.

Lilly did not wait long. Just after Anthony’s impromptu meeting, she saw a familiar figure walking back to the community sullenly. Rebecca looked more tired and became more hunched.

Pablo said, “She came back so soon.”

Lilly poked her head out and waved. “Aunty Rebecca!”

Rebecca was stunned for a moment, and after a closer look, it turned out to be the little girl she saw at the amusement park yesterday.

“It’s you!” Rebecca hurried over and forced a smile. “Why are you here?”

Lilly replied, “I come to find you!”

Rebecca felt curious. She did not know about Lilly and wondered what Lilly wanted from her.

Seeing Lilly and Pablo staring at him, the weakling spirit huddled on Rebecca’s shoulder was trying to reduce his sense of existence and was vigilant.

The weakling spirit had heard from other spirits about a practitioner who was very good at catching ghosts in this area. He hoped that Lilly and Pablo were not practitioners.

Anthony found a nearby coffee shop and asked for a private room.

He would satisfy Lilly no matter what she wanted to do, and he never doubted her whether it made sense.

Anthony sat down at the side, but he suddenly felt dizzy. He immediately took out a bottle of medicine secretly to eat pills.

Lilly frowned. What happened to Uncle Anthony? He hid it well, but I still saw it.

Pablo said, “Your Uncle Anthony isn’t in good health. Lilly, settle the matter first. I’ll talk about it when we go back.”

Lilly had no choice but to greet Rebecca, “Hello, Aunty! My name is Lilly.”

Rebecca felt weird. The adult took medicine while the kid chatted with her. She asked, “Hello, Lilly. What do you want from me?”

Lilly became serious. “Aunty, I’m here to help you catch…”

Pablo immediately covered her mouth. “Don’t say to catch ghosts! Just say you come to get rid of her bad luck!”

Lilly took a breath, then continued, “I’m here to help you get rid of bad luck!”

Rebecca was speechless. Are they frauds? But this little girl looks so young!

She also looked at Anthony. Even this guy doesn’t look like a liar.

Rebecca said, “Uh, it doesn’t matter. I’m fine…”

Lilly asked, “Aunty Rebecca, do you feel tired recently that you can’t do what you want?”

Rebecca uttered, “That’s right…” It was normal. The people in cities always had such a situation.

Lilly asked again, “Did you suddenly wake up by the cold at night? Did your eyes daze, your brain buzzing, and the pooing wasn’t going well? Your face is dull, your dark circles are worse, and you can’t eat well. You feel your back is heavy as if carrying a ghost. Am I right?”

Rebecca felt shocked upon hearing that. She wondered how Lilly knew about her privacy.

Isn’t she a liar?

Rebecca hesitated, then answered, “Yes, it’s already April, and the room temperature is normal at night, but I always wake up from the cold. I even changed the quilt, and it was still the same.”

She even adjusted the room temperature. Her husband, Harry Dixon, said that she was crazy. It was so hot, but she put on a quilt and heated the room. So, he asked her to sleep in the study.

Lilly asked curiously, “Huh? Why did you sleep in the study? Not your husband?”

Rebecca said, “I write novels at night, so I’m more suitable to sleep there.”

Hearing that, Pablo tutted. When Rebecca said that, she started complaining, “Although my house isn’t small, it only has three rooms. My mother-in-law lives in one room, I live with my husband and children in one room, and the other is my study.”

Lilly asked, “That’s why you sleep in the study?”

Pablo asked, “Why did you obey your husband and not refuse him?”

Lilly conveyed Pablo’s question to Rebecca. “Why did you obey your husband and not refuse him?”

Rebecca looked helpless. “Forget it. I don’t want to argue with him. My children sleep with us too, and they’ll feel hot if I turn on the heater.” Because of this, she decided to buy a bigger house.

She had been writing books for several years and had earned some money. After deducting the family expenses, she saved several hundred million as she sold copyrighted novels and made them into TV dramas.

In Wagren, a small prefecture-level city, more than one million dollars was enough to buy a big house. She had long wanted to buy a villa, but her mother-in-law, Elliot, disagreed. Elliot said the current house was well-lived, and Rebecca needed to save the money for her grandchildren. Elliot even emphasized that money was not Rebecca’s alone, and Rebecca could not reveal her wealth lest the relatives borrow money.

“Later, she reluctantly agreed to buy the house after I said it many times, but I was very speechless. When we looked for a suitable place, my husband would take this or that person to see the house. They were all my husband’s relatives and had many ideas. They forgot it was me who wanted to buy it! We went to see a house again just now, and my husband brought his relatives again. I felt I was so redundant.”

Rebecca took a fancy to a house type just now. It was more than 200 square meters with a total price of 2 million. She thought it was not expensive, and the bigger, the better. She could use a room as a study, and her two children would each have their room when they grew up. There could also be an extra guest bedroom, so it would be convenient when guests came to the house.

However, Lydia thought it was too expensive. She said Rebecca should buy a 140-square-meter house, and there were also four-bedroom units. The two children each reserved a room, Elliot lived in a room, and Rebecca and Harry lived in a room. Lydia even said Rebecca did not need a study, and a desk was enough for her to work.

Moreover, Lydia advised Rebecca not to pursue any school districts as there were all speculated by real estate. She said Nicole was studying in town. There was no school district, and Nicole still could learn well.

Then, Lydia came up with an idea to ask Rebecca to buy a resettlement house in another community, which was very cheap.

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