As Lu Heng had said, my uncle's people knew about our movement. As soon as we got off the boat, we were taken to my uncle's villa.
Most of the butlers and servants were Chinese, and they were very respectful to us. This made Banxia and I finally feel at ease.
The butler, Vincent, and the housekeeper, Daisy, looked at me with tears in their eyes. They were both in their fifties.
Daisy came forward and gave me a gentle hug. "My Poor Miss."
I thought she was referring to my uncle's death. I reached out and hugged her back. But I felt guilty for not feeling more sadness.
When we arrived at the central hall, I was lost in thought as I looked at the European decor.
Why did I feel like I had been here before?
Vincent stood by the side.
Daisy's eyes were red as she said, "I didn't expect you to grow up to be so similar to Madam. Looking at you, it feels like time has turned back."