A lady born into a rich, famous family is usually brought up to keep her emotions hidden. This was the case with Lily Jefferson.
She wore her usual gentle expression, making sure to keep her dark side hidden deep down within her soul. Lily picked up her phone and dialed James’ number.
“James. My parents sent me a doll today. I am a grown up but they still treat me like a child and send me dolls,” Lily spoke in a soft voice.
“Well.” James’ deep voice came to Lily’s ear through the phone. He made a sound just to show he was listening to her.
Though he only said one word, Lily was not mad at him. She knew that this was James’ style. Though he might not be interested in what she said, he would listen to her patiently.
And he only treated her in this way. If someone else spoke with him lik
