In the summer, the sun shines through every row of trees on the street. Emma walked on the sidewalk and wore a school uniform of the Royal School of A City. She had shoulder-length blond hair, blue eyes, and a standard body. Emma comes from a millionaire family in A city. Since she was born, she has been recognized as a little princess.
Emma has parents who love her the most. She is educated in the best school in the country. She is like a doll living in a glass cage…Emma is a very gentle, obedient, and disciplined girl. She is also the pride of her mother, and she can play the piano very well – the instrument that her mother loves. Her father is a businessman from A city, and Emma's mother is a famous pianist. She has smooth white skin because living in a cold country, Emma's beauty is more like a hidden white snowflake. She is seventeen years old this year, a young girl who has never been exposed to the outside world. Emma's life revolves around studying at the Royal School, taking piano lessons, and attending church with her mother to pray. There were times when Emma wanted to be freed from her present life, but she couldn't… She couldn't leave her parents. Emma looked up at the sky, at the clouds floating in it. The pigeons were flying freely. She wanted to be too… She wanted to be free. "Emma! Emma! Here!" Someone is calling her name. Emma paced back and forth, and in the distance was her mother, Mrs. Garcia. She looked at her watch; it was time for piano class at eighteen o'clock. Emma walked over to her mother's side, and Garcia smiled softly and pushed her into the car. "Emma, your teacher said you are not in a good mood lately. Can you tell me?" Emma was looking at the street suddenly because of her mother's question. She froze for a few seconds. She said. "Mom, I'm fine…just a bit tired." "Don't let your studies get in the way; you need to focus on learning the piano…." Mrs. Garcia stopped abruptly, looked at the daughter she loved the most, then continued. "You are my mother's all. I will do everything for you if you can be so obedient forever." 'If you were obedient….' 'As long as you study well….' 'My angel…' Emma was tired of hearing these words from her mother. Mrs. Garcia always wanted to raise her daughter to become an actual princess in real life. Emma has lived in the family castle since childhood, wholly isolated from the outside world, and she is like a doll in a glass cage. No one can touch her... Emma wanted so badly to escape that suffocating castle, she had thought about it, but she was still too young…Emma was only 16 years old. The carriage rolled up to a castle on the city's outskirts, where Emma lived. In an ancient white castle, like in a fairy tale, living in a luxurious place with servants and servants, Emma is truly a princess. Her mother dragged her into the house. Except for an old housekeeper, the servants were empty in the home. Her father was on a business trip to Toronto, and only Emma, her mother, and her younger brother were in the house. Emma looked at her house, and there was no warmth at all. It was just an inanimate luxurious castle. She entered the piano room, and the teacher had been waiting for a long time. Emma said nothing but sat down next to the teacher. From inside the room, the piano's sounds reverberated throughout the white castle. In a piece of music played with the Non-Legato technique, Emma plays a song with not too sad content, but when combined with the Non-Legato technique, it is like an inner lament. Yes, it was Emma's heart. She doesn't want to live forever in this stuffy castle, becoming a princess with a meaningless life and waiting for a prince to come to rescue her. … The following day, Emma woke up early, had breakfast, put on her school uniform, and sneaked out of the castle. No one noticed it; this was the first time she had done this. The mood was a bit nervous. Before she left, she left a message to her mother that she would go to school by herself by subway. She also knew there was CCTV in the house that would capture the scene, so she did not try to avoid CCTV. Walking on the busy street, Emma quietly looked at the city in front of her. The wide roads, multi-billion dollar skyscrapers, and cars were running through the streets. Among thousands of passersby, Emma stands out from the crowd. She is not very special height but has skin as white as snow, deep blue soulful eyes, and rosy red lips. Just like a princess coming out of a fairy tale. Emma looked at her phone; it was only seven o'clock in the morning. It wasn't time for school yet. She bought a subway ticket and waited on the bench. "Huh-uh…huh…mom…mom…." A cry came from far. Emma didn't know if it was a boy's or a girl's. The train would arrive in ten minutes, and she decided to go toward the cry… It was a small, dimly lit corridor, and Emma saw a small figure of a boy in the corner. Maybe the boy lost his mother, so she sat there crying. She walked up to the boy, gently touched him, and asked. "Um…boy…Are you okay?" The boy raised his head, his clear eyes looking straight into Emma's face, and she could see a line of tears rolling down the boy's cheek. Emma got down on one knee and faced the boy, she said. "Have you lost your mother? What is your name?" The boy wiped his tears away, sobbing. "Ro…Robert…My name is Robert…." "Okay…Robert, where is your house? What's your mother's name?" The boy heard the word 'mom' and suddenly froze, but soon he cried louder. Emma was confused. She didn't know what to do with this child. She looked around, but no one was there. Emma bit her bottom lip… Her social skills were so poor that she didn't know how to handle these situations. Emma wanted to be a good person, but she couldn't. "I…huh…I don't know where my house is…mom…huhu…." The baby cried louder. Emma heard footsteps from upstairs and knew someone was coming down. She felt lucky. If someone helps this child, she can go to school now! Emma stroked Robert's hair, then went upstairs. Someone was standing there! Emma said. "Hi!!! I need some help…Can you help me??" It's a man! He wore an oversized cap and a black mask. Emma couldn't see his face. She could only smell the faint cigarette on his shirt and looked at the man in front of her. Through his eyes, Emma saw a sharp look…like a hungry wolf. But she quickly regained her composure, keeping her distance from the man, Emma explained. "There is a lost child. He is below…Can…can you help that child?" "Yes." He nodded slowly in agreement. Emma seemed to have found a lifeline. She returned to the corner where that child named Robert had been sitting since earlier. After giving this baby to this man, she can ride the subway and go to school as planned. Her steps were faster, more urgent than ever. Emma did an excellent job without her parents, and she felt happy this was the first time. Without her parents, she could still be fine. Emma wants her mother to know that she won't be a doll forever adopted by her mother...She wants to be a butterfly, break her cocoon and be free to be herself. But…the legs suddenly stopped… "That…that boy…that boy was here just a minute ago!!!" That kid named Robert is gone! Not even a trace left! Before, she had seen a puddle of water at the boy's feet, but now that she had returned, the place was as dry as ever! Emma stared at the place, turning her head to explain to the man following her. But suddenly! In front of her was a pitch-black void! Emma panicked! After that, Emma seemed to have fallen into a coma. She could not realize what was in front of her eyes. A trap…that kid is from the same organization as this man…Darkness, breath, temperature. Emma woke up from unconsciousness. Before her eyes were a dark space, she panicked. Her mind seemed to have lost consciousness, slight dizziness causing her to wince in pain.Gradually, Emma adjusted to the darkness around her. Her consciousness had begun to recover. She was probably sitting in a large cargo van, like a container used to transport export goods. She could hear the rustle of the wind against the branches of the trees, surrounded by perhaps only this freighter on the road.Emma couldn't move her arms and legs, which were tied so tightly that her wrists hurt. Emma tried to move to the side, and she could feel that she bumped into something soft…but with human body heat.Right! She's not alone here. There are others!"Who are you?" A voice came from the darkness behind her, a gentle voice that seemed to come from a girl.Emma blinked the light of the moon outside, creeping in through the openings. They allowed her to see the figure of the gir
The big container truck was running on a deserted highway. At midnight, the cold mist began to spread everywhere. It affects the driver's vision. But for some reason, this road has only one large container running alone. The gloomy atmosphere made the driver cold, and he wore a black mask covering his entire face. Through the rearview mirror, a large tattoo could be seen on his neck. "Arturo, do you have any cigarettes?" Arturo is a young man with blond hair sitting next to the driver, and he does not wear a mask, so his entire face is fully exposed. The wind blew in from outside, causing his hair to flutter in the wind. The teenager has a high nose and white skin. His body is not too big. Instead, he has the appearance of a young Asian. Arturo took a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket in the shape of a horse. He lit it and gave it to the driver, he said. "Drive carefully. The girls behind are worth millions of dollars from that old Italian." The driver didn't
Three o’clock in the morning.The familiar container truck passed the Italian customs checkpoint, officially entering the Italian area quickly. Arturo pushed the customs officer a pile of US dollars, and then they conveniently drove away. Of course, before leaving, the customs officer helped them delete the CCTV containing the image of this container. Arturo doesn’t want to return to that country with this ugly container, and he will, of course, use a fake passport and take a plane to an Asian country to relieve it.Based on the address given by the Italian man’s subordinates, Arturo followed the map and entered a remote suburban area. In the distance, Brown could see a large white mansion standing alone in the middle of wild land.Even though it was three o’clock in the morning, the lights in the mansion were still on, making it more gorgeous than ever. Brown wondered, do the wealthy older men of the underworld all have a life like this? It is estimated that this old Italian man’s ma
"Thank you for helping me untie. I need to get Carla out of this place." Ezra untied Carla and said. Her face still maintains a cold expression. She looks like a professional bodyguard…"Er…Erza…Can you help me get out of here?" Emma was a little awkward, she asked. She didn't have much hope that Erza would agree. After all, they had only met for less than ten minutes. Furthermore, Erza's job is to rescue her owner - Carla, the thirteen-year-old Italian girl.As Emma thought, Erza refused."I am not a good person. My job is to keep Carla safe. Thank you very much for helping me untie. I will repay you in the future, not now." Erza said frankly. Emma also understood and did not insist on wanting Erza to extend her hand to save her.Emma must rely on herself to survive. If she can leave this place, she can go to the authorities to report the case and return to France. Emma wants to go back home, even if it means living in that castle for the rest of her life. She accepts. Even if her mo
"Emma, me and Erza will protect you from danger. If we are locked up here for too long, Mr. Ivan will come and save us. When I get home, I'll tell Ivan you saved Erza and me." Carla said innocently. In her eyes, there was appreciation and excitement for Emma. Emma's fingers held hers tighter. Emma had a feeling that Carla loved her very much.But in reality, what Emma does is help Erza untie and help her so they can defeat the two bodyguards. Apparently, Erza was the one who saved her. Emma said."There is no need for that. After I leave, I will go to the embassy to contact my family and return to France. By then, we will have to be apart." Emma stroked Carla's hair. Carla's footsteps stopped suddenly. Her face stiffened as if she disagreed with Emma's intention. Her gaze seemed to be in turmoil, a disturbance that shouldn't be on a thirteen-year-old.Ezra walked in front. When Carla stopped, she didn't move on either. Erza had guessed something, she explained to Emma."Once we get ou
"I don't know where she is…I lost her 5 minutes ago."The other man had no doubts about Emma's words. He determined she was also a kidnapping victim, so he lowered his guard against Emma. He had a phone, the two of them based on the light inside it to trace the exit to the second floor. The light is just beginning to appear.Somehow, that strange man disappeared behind Emma's back. Once again, Emma was walking alone on a deserted street without anyone. Outside, the sun is getting higher and higher, but not because of that. It can shine everywhere. In the distance, a dark cloud was quietly drawing in.The boundary of the sky is divided into two different extremes. Emma tried to run as fast as she could. Upstairs, she could hear the complicated sounds of the men as if they were fighting. Emma didn't have time to think much. She needed to find the exit in this large white mansion."Emma!"A familiar female voice came from behind Emma. Her footsteps stopped, and she slowly turned back.It
Emma lay on the bed, her blurry eyes slowly opening. The first thing she saw was the white ceiling. She blinked a few times, realizing she was being stabbed in the right wrist by a needle.Where is it?This was a room. Beside her was the standard medical equipment found in a hospital, but this was not a hospital. She could be sure of that. Emma tried to look around, but she found herself not as tired as she was in the morning. Even now, she could feel her life force being very strong.But Emma didn't care about that. She went down to the bed, wearing a white knee-length dress. It was a nightgown covered her body from shoulder to calves, making the skin on this girl's body invisible even an inch.Emma went to the door. She used her strength to push this door open, it was not locked, and it was easy to open.She looked at the corridor in front of her. She completely realized it was like a laboratory. Is it Ivan's? Did he bring her here to recuperate? But why was there not a single perso
Tomorrow morning.Emma got up very early. Inside the room is a wardrobe; inside there are many beautiful clothes, but most are home wear. They are still very new like no one has ever touched them. Emma didn't dare to mess around with other people's things, so she just opened it and quickly closed it.Seven thirty in the morning. Emma was still wearing her dress last night today, the temperature has risen, so she feels a little warmer. She stayed in her room, not knowing what to do, sitting in front of the balcony and looking outside. Opposite her room was a large lake, the surface of which slightly rippled when the wind blew across it. A little further away was a dense forest with trees the size of a ten-story city building. They grow close together, forming a gloomy green color.Since it is summer, winds will inevitably blow from time to time.Emma watched below the courtyard garden of the mansion. A few men in black suits would come in and out every half an hour. There were also thr