The Laurentien mansion was enormous with 7 rooms, 10 guestrooms and the servant's quarter compose of 10 rooms.
My room and Theodore were on the 2nd floor while my father and mother were on the 3rd floor.
we strode down the spacious hallway hand in hand as a total pares of cute little siblings.
the mansion was styled to that of a European mansion built, the ceiling was high, the wall which was painted in white hanged a few paintings of abstract art that extend a long way to the end of the hallway.
A bouquet of roses on the gold plated vases mold with different creature was placed at every corner
'What a weird taste' ಠ_๏
Why don't they just make this hallway a zoo instead of calling it art?
i inwardly laugh
There was a horn of the reindeer hanged at the side
The golden lion statue
The zebra stripe frame
Who decorated this again?
Oh.
Him
Tsk. No wonder.
(/¯◡ ‿ ◡)/¯ ~ ┻━┻
So old fashioned just like his face. Old
"Sister, why are you smiling like that? Did something good happen?" Theodore looks up at her with a confused look.
"Nothing. Sister just remembers something funny."
The marble floor was top with a royal blue carpet embroidered with golden silk and the one I'm stepping now cost millions.
It feels like I'm walking on money instead...
This kind of carpet that only the royals could afford was nothing to the multi-billionaire business tycoon Clayton laurentien, their father.
'But isn't this a waste?'
I shake my head in disappointment at this kind of wasteful spendthrift rich generation lifestyle.
But who would believe if I were to complain?
That the only heiress of the Laurentien empire was bothered over a million carpet?
Surely this would be a matter of joke in the high society.
A self-deprecating laugh escapes my throat.
Goodness.
It looks like I really have changed after I gained my memories.
On contrary, I don't even remember that much of myself aside from coming from a middle-class family, was not born in poverty and that my...
Father or was it mother?
Engraved in my head to be frugal at all times.
So I think I have adopted this as well in this life.
I don't know why I can't recall their faces and their voice. But what they teach in me since I was young, was deeply rooted inside me as if it was there all along like another 'me' but different.
Aish
What am I saying?
My eyes suddenly widen in realization
now that it occurred to me, I can't remember my name, face, or my age either! Σ(ﾟДﾟ|||)
but this Thankfully I'm aware that I'm a woman
But even so!
how can I remember this third-rate novel when I can't even recall a simple thing about myself?
I went over my memories once again for a few minutes
Then again I was hit with another dilemma
where was I during my family's downfall?
What's my role in the novel?
why did I let my little brother be bullied like that?
What have I been doing?
WHERE WAS I ALL ALONG??
I was so immersed in my thoughts when I felt a tug in my hand
"Ah"
"you're here."
"No I'm not here, I'm just a figment of your imagination."
"..."
"What was that?": ◉ _ ◉ : ╏
"Nothing mom. I just thought these days that you've become even more beautiful." I tilt my head innocently as I smiled at her
"don't you think so too Theodore?" I softly nudge him to the side as he looks at me in confusion before I smile down at him my bangs hovering over my eyes to make it look more dramatic.（͡°͜ʖ͡°）
"yes? yes!" Theodore although confuse decided to nod his head sensing his sister sinister smile.
Helen's narrowed eyes soften as she changes into one of her "loving mother" persona.
"Oh well, is that so? haha you child. Come come, you must be hungry, your aunt mae just finish cooking." she wave her hands enthusiastically with mirth in her eyes.≖‿≖
i think ive seen asura for split second'
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