So, she didn't know when Dad had come back.
The next morning, Emily Simpson was woken up by the sound of the doorbell.
After throwing off the blanket, she rushed downstairs in her pajamas to open the door.
As she opened the door, she saw a woman standing outside, smiling at her.
"Hello."
Emily rubbed her eyes, and then looked at the woman…
"Ah, aren't you..." she exclaimed, showing a surprised expression.
Wasn't this woman the auntie she had accidentally bumped into last year?
"My name's Lily Shaw. I was referred by your cousin, and starting today, I'll be taking care of you," the woman said with a soft voice and a smile.
Her words made Emily even more surprised.
"So you're Aunt Prescott's cousin."
What a coincidence…
But Emily didn't think the woman looked like a nanny at first glance.
Instead, her attire and demeanor seemed more like that of a rich lady...
"Yes, it seems we are quite fated," said Lily Shaw with a smile.
Emily came to her senses, then invited her in.
