Filed To Story: A Little Princess's Journey from Darkness to Light Novel
Sam had never met a girl as kind and pure as Priscilla before. He relented, “I can try. But the administration floor is different from the CEO floor. He works on the 66th. We don’t have the clearance.”
“It’s okay. When there’s a will, there’s a way.” Priscilla gave a light peck on Sam’s cheek. Since he was already late anyway, he decided to take a half-day leave. The couple then departed to the office building in the afternoon.
…
Situated at the central area of the new economic zone, there was a dome-shaped building that belonged to Crawford Holdings. It was a multi-function complex. The bottom 30 floors served as a hotel and the space beyond was a workspace, both for the Crawford’s business and other companies. Staff members of Crawford Holdings had their exclusive elevators that were accessible via their employee ID.
Priscilla looked at the awe-inspiring surroundings. “Wow!”
Sam gazed at her innocent face and swore internally to show her the world one day.
“Does Mr. Crawford take this elevator too?” asked Priscilla. She was all dolled up today. In her mind, she was expecting Anthony to take the same elevator with her. And among the crowded space, Anthony would notice her. Because she was such a different gal.
“Mr. Crawford takes the VIP elevators. Over there.”
Crawford Holdings owned almost all sorts of businesses. Sam, for example, was working in its fashion subsidiary. The CEO’s office was on the 66th floor. People who worked there would manage subsidiaries.
“He isn’t snobbish enough to have his own exclusive elevator.”
That said, they weren’t allowed to take the VIP elevators.
“This is so impressive,” exclaimed Priscilla.
Since Crawford Holdings was such a huge corporation, there must be tons of departments too. Priscilla was sick of being a teacher anyway. She could apply to be Anthony’s secretary. When that happened, she could play the role of a caring secretary who tended to the CEO’s every need.
…
Anthony couldn’t shake off an ominous feeling after he had his meeting. All of a sudden, a child-like face popped out of the doorframe.
“Uncle Anthony!” It was Lilly’s voice. She was wearing a striped shirt and a pair of denim jeans. On her shoulder was a transparent pet backpack that housed Polly and Tortoise.
“Lilly? Why are you here?”
Behind Lilly was Bettany. She was holding a lunchbox. “Lilly divined that you would run into bad things today so she came to make sure you’re alright.”
Bettany had now accepted the fact that Lilly had an imaginary mentor. But as for the divination result, she took it with a grain of salt. How could a child possibly know the art of divination?
Anthony didn’t say anything. He knew how accurate Lilly’s prediction was so he was ready to drop everything on his schedule today.
“Where should we go then, Lilly?”
“To the flea market!”
Anthony suddenly recalled the list of weird magical trinkets Lilly gave him. It said he should purchase some trinkets and some crystals.
“I knew you didn’t buy what I told you to buy,” Lilly sulked.
“All right, all right. I’ll do it today.” Anthony decided to indulge his niece.
“You always say that but you never do it. That’s why I have to come today.” Lilly pouted.
Although it was a peculiar demand, it wasn’t done with malicious intentions. Lilly was just trying to protect him.
“Let’s go.” Anthony grabbed his keys and left with Lilly and Bettany.
Meanwhile, Priscilla stayed in Sam’s office for a while before deciding that she would take a stroll. She tried several ways but she could never reach Floor 66. Not only was a specific card needed to use the VIP elevators, they were also guarded by security. She even descended to the parking lot to see if there was another way up. As she was about to give up, she saw a man with a broad shoulder leave the elevator.
That aura, that handsomeness, it was Anthony, no doubt.
Priscilla exclaimed internally. Luck was on her side today.
Priscilla broke into small jogs as she approached Anthony.
“Mr. Crawford, wait!”
Anthony frowned when he saw Priscilla. As she gasped for air, Bettany let out a small curse. She couldn’t help but think about Lilly’s prediction earlier.
“Let’s go,” Bettany said impatiently.
Lilly looked at the harem spirit on top of Priscilla. “Wait, Grandma.”
Priscilla expected Anthony to ignore her. But instead, he waited for her. What was this if not a love story in the making?
Priscilla tucked a lock of hair behind her ears. “What a coincidence, Mr. Crawford. Where are you going?”
Before Bettany could diss Priscilla, Lilly answered gleefully, “We’re visiting the flea market, Miss Peach.”
“As in Hillside Flea Market?”
“Yup!” Lilly nodded.
Anthony looked at Lilly. Did Lilly just ask them to wait here so that she could tell Priscilla where they were going?
Priscilla couldn’t be any happier. It was that easy to fish out information from a child. She donned an inquisitive look. “What’s the occasion?”
“It’s none of your business,” answered Bettany coldly.
Priscilla then spoke in a half-crying voice. “I already said I’m sorry, madam. I know I made a mistake. But please, give me another chance to…”
“Let’s not dally.” Bettany did not want to entertain Priscilla.
Lilly did perform divination just now. The flea market was the best spot to capture the harem spirit. That was why she stopped everyone. And now, they could depart. Priscilla would definitely follow them. On the other hand, Sam just noticed that Priscilla went missing. He came to the parking lot to search for her.
Priscilla was not going to let Anthony go away. She blocked the Crawfords’ way. “Please, Mr. Crawford. Give me another chance. I’ll make sure I take good care of Lilly and Old Mrs. Crawford here.”
Even Priscilla herself was deeply moved by the brave front she put up. Surely a man of steel like Anthony would be swayed.
Anthony only found Priscilla irritating. But before he could say anything, Bettany barked, “One, neither Lilly nor I need your help. What makes you think you’re good enough to take care of us? Two, you were fired by your school because of your mistake. This has nothing to do with Lilly. Now, leave us alone.”
Priscilla clutched at the collar of her shirt with a pallid expression. Why was her future mother-in-law so mean?
Standing not too far from the crowd, Sam found Bettany rude and mean. Priscilla had apologized so many times. They could just walk away. There was no need to insult Priscilla!
“Peachy!” Sam swooped to Priscilla’s side.
Anthony already helped Lilly and Bettany get into the car. They drove away.
Unwilling to let go, Priscilla even chased after the automobile. “Mr. Crawford! Mr. Crawford! Sam, don’t you have a car here? Come. Let’s chase after them.”
“Peachy, they are not worth it.”
“No! I won’t give up. I need their forgiveness. Please help me, Sam,” Priscilla implored.
Sam had no choice but to a*sist Priscilla. Little did he know he was helping Priscilla to impress Anthony.
…
Hillside Flea Market was the biggest flea market in the city. It was popular among the citizens.
Lilly was holding Anthony’s hand. As she looked around, Pablo taught her many things. “This gem can fend off spirits. That artifact can improve your health, but the catch is that it only works on Leos.”
Lilly just listened in on Pablo’s lecture. From Bettany’s perspective, her curious granddaughter was busy inquiring about every new thing she found at the flea market. But before Bettany could google the answer, Lilly moved on to her next discovery.
Soon enough, they arrived at a stall. The owner greeted the Crawfords. “What can I help? Eh? Aren’t you Lilly?”
Lilly looked up and smiled. “Finally, I found you.”
Pablo was a*sessing the stall owner. “I sensed foul energy around him. It must be him.”
In fact, the stall owner was none other than one of Priscilla’s boyfriends, Flynn. Thanks to Priscilla, Flynn was well-acquainted with the incident involving Lilly. That was why he could recognize her. But seeing that Lilly had caused his precious girlfriend so much suffering, he wasn’t too fond of the family.
“Suit yourself.” Flynn didn’t bother to greet them properly.
Meanwhile, Sam and Priscilla arrived at the flea market. And then she recalled suddenly that this was where Flynn worked.
He is not going to find me here, right?
Priscilla hesitated for a while. But the temptation of Anthony was too irresistible.
“Sam, it’s crowded here. Can we split up and search for Mr. Crawford? If I don’t do this today, I will not likely see him again.”
Sam sighed and nodded. Deep down, Priscilla was overjoyed. She finally got rid of Sam. Unbeknownst to her, Shawn was browsing the items displayed in another stall. He came here to choose a gift for his mother.
“I don’t think my mother will like that. But thank you,” said Shawn courteously.
All of Priscilla’s boyfriends were there.
As Lilly looked around Flynn’s stall of antique curiosities, he sipped on his tea and sneered at Lilly.
What’s a little girl doing here pretending that she’s an antique expert?
All of a sudden, Lilly took a yellow object and smashed it against the ground.
“What are you doing, Lilly?” Bettany yelled in horror.
“I’m testing it, Grandma,” said Lilly matter-of-factly.
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