OPHELIA“Welcome Mr Throne, Miss Ophelia, Miss Alia.”By the time we arrived at Ronan’s home, the housekeepers were already situated by the entrance of the house. Ronan lowered the child to the floor and the moment her eyes fell on the three housekeepers, she quickly hid behind my legs.I led her forward and we stepped into the house. “Thank you.” Turning to Alia, I made her stand beside me but she struggled and ran behind me again. “She’s a little bit shy around strangers.” We’d need to work on that. “Alia, this is Edith, the head housekeeper, Naomi, and Lydia.” I rubbed her head. “They’re just like Nana back at home.”At the mention of her favorite housekeeper back at Julius’s penthouse, she peeked out of my legs.“Say hi to them.”Reluctantly, she uttered. “Hi. I’m Alia.” I patted her head as encouragementsAfter she spoke, the housekeepers swooned and waved at her. “How adorable. Is she your child, Miss Ophelia,” Edith asked.“Yes, she is.”“Enough questions,” Ronan butted in. “
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