Chapter 13.

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Tiny drops of water fell from the edge of the roof outside the small garden after the rain.

Winter found herself watching the crystal-clear like water drops completely immersed in it. The small breeze that brushed past her nose brought the scent of the flowers in the garden making her smile.

She turned to leave before Simon turned the mansion upside down searching for her.

"Young Missy..." one of the servants bowed. "Would you like me to prepare some snacks for you and Young Master?"

"That would be wonderful. Thank you."

The servant smiled happily as though she had gained an extra brownie point.

Excitedly, she bowed and rushed towards the kitchen to prepare.

Winter chuckled.
'Now where is that baby' she wondered.

She marvelled as to how Simon remained calm without seeing her for long today. She was quite impressed.

"Is this a sign of improvement?"
She muttered to herself. "Then that's a great start."

Winter was able to get in touch with Simon's old psychiatrist and book her for his new therapy sessions again. Little did she know that Simon was only pretending that he was attending his sessions while actually he was not.
Simon was already busy with other important works and could only agree to Winter's demand to make her happy even if it meant lying to her. He hated deceiving her but he promised himself that it was just this once until he cleared the mess that was going on.

Deciding to go and take a look for herself at how that angry young brat was behaving, she skipped through the big white corridors whilst humming a sweet melody.

When she reached his office, she stopped herself from opening the door and making herself known.
Instead, she stealthily opened the door knob and tiptoed her way through the sparkly floor inside.

"You have to inform your Royal parents, Young Master."

"No!"
"Don't bring them in. I can handle it myself."

"But Young Master..." Butler Lee stopped as if sensing another presence in the room. He scanned the entire room with his eagle eyes.

Maybe he was just being easily paranoid these days, he thought.

At the same time, Winter had managed to quickly hide herself behind the bookshelf. She covered her thudding chest with her hand that felt like it was about to explode any moment.

Judging by their tone and behaviour, something was going on.
She decided to eavesdrop on their conversation and though she didn't want to do this, her curiosity gave in.
She relaxed herself and tried to listen to the conversation going on attentively once more.

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