Prologue

I'm Emily, the daughter of the most extravagant man in the city. Glad, bright and my parent's indisputable favorite. I'm a little girl, 8 years of age, delightful, wise and rich. 

Everybody begrudges me on the grounds that my parents treat me like a princess and I additionally believe that I am the most fortunate kid in the entire world. 

My dad, Adam Smith is an extremely canny man, generally excellent in business and an awesome father. 

My mum, Lily Smith, is a renowned architect. She is an extremely autonomous and intense lady. Continuously prepared for each battle in her life however she is the best mother. 

My mother and father love one another and support each other in their work. Likewise, same as my folks, I'm an exceptionally savvy and brilliant youngster. This is a direct result of good genes. I love designing and business very much like them. Also, truly, I'm good at it. Some of the time my father additionally needs my idea in his work. Genuinely it's interesting. I am only an 8 years old father. How might I give my ideas to you? 

Haha!!! 

I'm a lot of cheerful. It's my 9 birthday and my folks set up an unexpected party for me. 

Obviously, I realize they generally did that, however this time my parents were exceptionally eager to give me the greatest amazement of my life. What's more, I know what it is. I will end up being a senior sister. Yahoo! I generally need one kin with the goal that I can likewise be the senior one and boss around my little one and finally my wish is going to be completed. 

The night is dark and it's pouring outside. I'm in my room holding up when my folks come to take me to the party setting with the goal that I can likewise see my embellished place. Yet, what the hell no one came up to take me. 

"Hello! Are my parents downstairs or not?" 

I called out loud and my Steward came to me, swiftly. 

I asked him, 

"Where are my parents? For what reason didn't they come to take me to my party?" 

I'm extremely anxious at the present time. I need to perceive how my parents will get ready for my party this year. 

Last year it was a princess style and Presently I'm exceptionally eager to realize what theme it is today. 

'Yes!! I love my parents very much.' 

Hearing my inquiries, my Head servant said, "little princess, they will simply reach shortly." 

"Alright, then I will wait for them." 

My parents showed up in light of the fact that I heard the sound of a vehicle horn and I bounced off my bed to meet them, barefooted. 

"Daddy Mummy you are back". 

"Yes darling we are back," Dad said.

At the point when my father saw my feet. He begins chastening me, "Sweety I generally told you to wear shoes don't go around barefooted. You will catch a cold". 

"Honey, don't admonish her, it's her birthday." 

"Come on birthday girl, go to your room and put on something else. We will go to the party then", Mumma said. 

"Indeed Mumma I will go up and change then we will go to the party," I said cheerfully and ran quickly to put on something else, when I came we joyfully sat in the car and moved to my destination, my birthday venue. 

'Whoopee! I am so invigorated.' 

Yet, my joy doesn't keep going for such a long time. After some time of driving continuously, I heard an uproarious bang. 

Ahhhhhhh!!!! 

That truck hit our car. Also, in the following second my head began humming and darkness took my eyes away from my consciousness. 

However, lastly, I saw my parents both shrouded in blood. My tears began streaming. 

"Mother father if possible please, be okay!" 

Later saying these final words, I blacked out. 

*** 

At the point when I woke up I discovered I was in an emergency clinic. White roof, white sheet and medical clinic outfit. Then, at that point, I understood this was not simply my fantasy, it's genuine. 

I yelled, "Mother Father" and ran into the clinic like insane looking for them. Medical attendant and other clinic staff are making a decent attempt to control me and quiet me down. 

The specialist injected the infusion and again I passed out and fell into a profound rest. It was a bad dream, a grisly bad dream to me. I was in shock. How is it possible that it would occur? 

For the entire two days, I was in a state of unconsciousness. To me, there is just one image of a lethal mishap and the persons with blood. 

At the point when I awakened after my trance-like state I saw my Steward is here and I asked my Buttler Steven in my feeble light voice, "uncle, where are my parents? Did they do okay? How are they? I need to meet them. Kindly take me to my parents". 

Steven shook his head and gave a loud sighed before opening his mouth, "they are dead miss". 

"What?" I shriek.

How is it possible that it would occur? No, that is false. Let me know that uncle is false. I was weeping hysterically. How? Why? How is it possible that it would occur? These all inquiries were in my mind around then. 

"No, that is false. I'm certain they are alive," I said. Furthermore, again my Butler sigh however didn't answer. 

This is the episode that makes my life topsy turvy or I say makes my life totally changed. 

My parents passed away. My family separated. And all our property and cash are additionally gone in light of the debts of my father's business. 

I don't have anything! I turned into a vagrant. 

They sent me to the halfway house since I'm not a grown-up. I can't live freely alone. Furthermore, I begin to carry on with a daily existence like a vagrant youngster. Yet, when I conceded to the halfway house my Head servant gave me a pendant which was my Momma's last gift to me. I cheerfully wear it and carry on with my life in a shelter like a vagrant youngster. 

After every so often, a family came to take on me. I thought they would deal with me and become my second mother and father. My second home. 

In any case, I wasn't right, they adopted me for their self centered craving. They need to sell me since I am the most beautiful in the entire shelter when contrasted with different kids. What's more, they need money to fulfill their desires. They need to utilize me in their business to acquire benefits and cash in return for me. That is the reason I'm a venture capitalist. 

Around then, I was only a kid so they enlisted my name in school just to get other's praise in society. I knew it, it's not the ideal opportunity to sell me, I was only a kid. So they began educating me to get benefits later on. 

Huh!!!!! 

My life. For what reason does everything become that way? Why? Why? I posed this inquiry to myself consistently, every day. But never got any answer back.

"Mother Father. I miss you.