Chapter 194


    Rosalind and Josephine took Eileen for a bite of gold-foil cake first.


    Then they started giving her a tour of the hotel’s decor.


    While walking, Rosalind exined their design concept to Eileen.


    “This is the Fairy Academy. Have you ever read that fairy tale? A bunch of little fairies studying magic in


    a school in the forest. This is recreated based on the description in that storybook. Look, there are


    desks, chairs, and even a ckboard and little chalks.”


    Eileen looked at the simted school surrounded by flowers and nts, savouring the taste of the gold


    foil cake, and nodded, “It’s beautiful.”


    Rosalind’s eyes sparkled, asking, “So, do you like it?”


    Eileen couldn’t possibly say she didn’t like it, so she said, “I do, I like it a lot.”


    Rosalind was overjoyed.


    Holding Eileen’s hand, she continued to lead her forward.


    The rooms, restaurant, and banquet halls of various sizes of this hotel were all rented by the Lopez


    family and decorated into various fairy-tale scenes, costing a fortune.


    Cindere’s hut, Little Red Riding Hood’s grandmother’s house, the Frog Prince’s pond, Sleeping


    Beauty’s castle.


    After a long tour, Eileen even saw the flower bud of Thumbelina.


    The flower bud was a room built into a giant flower, with a pink wooden bed ced in the middle of the


    flower heart to signify that this was where Thumbelina lived.


    When Eileen saw this, she was at a loss for words to describe her feelings.


    The Lopez family is really rolling in dough!


    She hadn’t seen the birthday boy or girl yet.


    Looking at this, the birthday kid was probably just starting kindergarten.


    What a lucky kid to have such avish birthday party at such a young age.


    “Eileen, do you want to give it a try?”


    Eileen was daydreaming.


    Suddenly, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning.


    “Eileen was like, “Me?”


    Rosalind said, “You’ve been looking at that little bed. You want to lie on it, right? It’s okay, go ahead.”


    Eileen quickly exined, “I, I’m not, I didn’t…”


    “Alright, Eileen, get up there. We’ll take pictures!” Josephine said, already proficiently pulling out her


    phone, aiming at Eileen’s face.


    In the end, Eileen couldn’t resist the persuasion of the two elders and sat awkwardly on the whimsical


    pink wooden bed.


    The two elders took pictures of her from various angles.


    Eileen had to cooperate with them, sometimes she had to smile at the camera, sometimes she had to


    fake cry at the camera, and sometimes she had to pretend to be asleep, closing her eyes, waiting for


    the elders to say okay before she could open her eyes.


    After being tormented, Eileen began to feel scared.


    But the thing was, it didn’t end just because she was scared.


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    When Egbert found Eileen, she was sitting in the lobby’s flower sea, wearing a Snow White puff skirt,


    surrounded by seven dwarfs.


    Seeing Egbert, Eileen, as if she’d found a savior, immediately called out, “Egbert…”


    Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Egbert turn his head and startughing.


    Eileen was speechless.


    Was heughing?


    Egbert evenughed at her.


    Eileen was instantly angry.


    She stood up, disregarding the two elders who were taking pictures next to her, and shouted loudly,


    “We’ve got the princess, we’ve got the dwarfs, we’re missing a prince! Mr.. Reed, you seem perfect for


    the role! Ladies! Quick! Grab him! Don’t let him escape!”


    Eileen, lifting herrge skirt, personally went to catch Egbert!


    Egbert didn’t run, he just stood there.


    Looking at the girl clutching his arm tightly, he smiled softly, “Snow White and the prince, huh? I didn’t


    say I didn’t want to.”


    Josephine, with her phone in hand, looking at this matching couple, felt warm in her heart.


    Seeing Rosalind approaching, Egbert respectfully bowed his head.


    Rosalind nced at him and didn’t say anything, she just pulled Eileen and said, “Eileen, let’s go pick


    out some gifts.”


    Eileen, thinking Mrs. Lopez was going to drag her to take more pictures, was about to cling to Egbert.


    But when she heard it was to choose gifts, she was stunned, “Me? Choose gifts?”


    Rosalind chuckled, dotingly tapped her nose and said, “You’ve taken so many photos with us, let me


    give you some gifts as thanks, okay?”


    Eileen didn’t expect such a good thing. She was actually getting gifts!


    She immediately felt embarrassed, she was just taking pictures reluctantly.


    If she had known there were rewards, she would have definitely put in more effort, changing poses


    every second!


    Eileen held her hand, enthusiastically saying, “How about we take more pictures? I can do a lot of


    poses!”


    Rosalindughed and said, “No more pictures today. We’ll take more next time. Let’s go pick out some


    gifts first, follow me.”


    Eileen immediately followed Rosalind, asking as she walked, “When will we take pictures next time?


    Will I get gifts next time? I mean, thank you for giving the gifts, I’ll choose the cheapest ones! I definitely


    won’t let you spend too much!”


    Half an hourter, Eileen was standing at the entrance of the private room, carrying a bag of dolls, with


    a dog-shaped pillow that was bigger than her in her arms, standing


    silently.


    She did say she’d pick the cheapest, but could she pick something smaller?


    Josephine and Egbert followed behind, seeing Eileen struggling, Josephine quickly nudged her son’s


    arm, urging him, “Aren’t you going to help?”


    Egbert nced at his mother, ready to go over.


    Rosalind had already said, “No need, the bodyguards can carry it.”


    Twenty minutester, Eileen stood at the hotel entrance, watching the bodyguards load dozens of bags


    of dolls into a freight truck, then close the door and let the driver drive the dolls ording to the


    address.


    As Rosalind said, these dolls will be delivered directly to her home.


    Eileen thought of her digs, that tiny apartment that could only fit one person to live….


    Eileen wiped her face, feeling she couldn’t keep this up and it was alreadyte.


    She grabbed Egbert’s clothing, sending him an urgent look.


    Egbert nced at his cuff, her slender fingers.


    He looked up at Eileen, then at Rosalind, saying, “We should get going.”


    Rosalind’s face immediately turned sour.


    She looked at Egbert, who helplessly exined, “It’s the camp’s rules.”


    Oh right, Flossie mentioned her daughter was still shooting the show.


    Rosalind thought she could watch her daughter from the show when she got home and felt slightly


    better.


    Then, Rosalind pulled out her phone, looked at Eileen and tentatively asked, “Can we exchange


    numbers?”


    Certainly, Eileen quickly entered her number into Rosalind’s phone, saying, “I don’t have my phone with


    me, but I’ll save your number when I get it.”


    Rosalind nodded repeatedly, not wanting her daughter to leave. So, she clung to Eileen, whispering,


    “Eileen, I really like you. hope you can like me too. Can we be friends?”


    Eileen chuckled, saying, “Of course, I really like you too.”


    As Eileen spoke, she gave Rosalind a hug.


    But when she let go, she saw Rosalind’s eyes were red and she had been crying.


    Eileen froze, “You…”


    Rosalind sniffed, shook her head, lightly patted her hand and said, “I’m fine, I won’t hold you up. You


    should go.”


    Eileen closed her mouth, remaining silent.


    Then, Egbert took Eileen’s hand, faced Rosalind, and respectfully bowed.


    Rosalind understood his gesture, she nodded, waved at them, holding back her sadness, saying, “Go,


    just go.”


    Even as they drove off, Eileen was still watching Rosalind through the car window.


    Once the figures behind them became smaller and smaller, Eileen finally turned back to Egbert, saying,


    “She’s such a warm and emotional woman.”


    Egbert softly asked, “Do you like her?”


    Eileen smiled and nodded, “Yes.”


    Then, she pulled out a plush charm from her pocket, squeezing its fluffy tummy, saying, “She also gave


    me this, I’m going to attach it to my keys…”


    Suddenly, Eileen stopped.


    Egbert turned to look at her, “What’s wrong?”


    Eileen looked at Egbert, slowly pulling out a hard object from a hole in the back of the charm.


    “What’s this?”


    It was a ring.


    Eileen looked at the shiny, cool emerald ring.


    She casually slid it onto her thumb and showed Egbert, “It’s quite cute. It came with the charm?”


    Egbert nced at the ring, his pupils slightly constricting.


    He watched Eileen casually twirling the emerald ring on her finger.


    He pursed his lips, finally reminding her, “That ring is carved from a piece of emerald, which is a


    masterpiece from the Victorian master Garrison. It’s an antique. Thest time it appeared was at n


    Auction House, where it was auctioned off for a whopping 126 million dors… It seems, this is the real


    gift she gave you.”


    Rosalind’s gift to her daughter on her 20th birthday.