Chapter 3 Why does it feel like I've been here before

Ivy was so confused, how did it all end up with her working for Damien Sun? She had dreamt of working for him but not like this. Not as a maid but as a business partner, secretary, or an accountant at the least. This was just too silly!

"What's your condition, clumsy girl?" Damien asked

"I want to work outside while you're not home." She stated. "At least, I can be of use to myself when you're absent." She added.

'This girl actually wants to play a fast one on me, huh? She wants to run away.' He thought. "No!" He declined.

"What? Why?" She asked, alarmed.

"You're in no place to make conditions." He said harshly and she quiet down. 'If you're really Flora, whatever happened to you must've affected you alot' He thought pitifully.

'That's to say, he's detaining me and making me work for him just because of some stupid coat.' She thought looking aside and didn't know when he got into the car until he closed the door.

It shocked her.

"What? Did you swear at me at heart?" He asked.

"How could I dare? You're my boss afterall." She said respectively and shifted to the end of the seat. Damien noticed it but didn't respond to it.

In no time, they at his mansion. The windows were down, allowing her the chance of getting to see the magnificent view of the house.

'Wow! It's so huge and beautiful.' Ivy thought.

While driving in, she noticed there was quite a number of guards on patrol. The maids too, they were quite a lot.

'There are so many maids and guards. I wonder who else lives with him.' She kept admiring the house.

Damien saw this and wound the window up. She got annoyed at his action but didn't say anything about it. She just gave out a deep breath to relieve herself and calm herself.

The car stopped at last and Ivy sat still waiting for the door to open but it didn't. Damien got out of the car, the maids bowed before him and he walked to the other side of the car.

The reason he wanted to help her was because he knew she wouldn't be able to open it. But, why not let the driver help instead?

"Get out of the car." Damien commanded and she briskly got out of the car. It was all so new to her but somehow, she felt familiar with it.

"Why does it feel like I've been here before?" She asked out loud and didn't mean to attract his attention but she did anyway.

"You feel like you've been here?" He asked, surprised.

"No! Of course not. It must be my imagination." She smiled and decided to let it be. "Where should I start from?"

Damien had a feeling that she was Flora but was also confused on how she could forget everything concerning him.

All the things they had done together, all the pains they had passed through, all of it! How could she forget? It made him sad! But it still wasn't confirmed that she was Flora.

"Nanny Feng!" He called and nanny Feng, who looked to be in her 70s came forward with a walking stick, dismissing the other maids to attend to their duties. "Please, provide Ivy with all her necessities. She'll work here from now on, as a maid."

"Ivy?" Nanny Feng asked not seeing the lady he was talking about and he moved aside. Her eyes widened on seeing the exact replica of Flora.

"I know what you're thinking. We'll discuss this later. For now, put her in order." Damien said and Nanny Feng nodded without objection.

"Come with me." Nanny Feng ordered and she followed, walking hastily. For an old lady, Nanny Feng was really fast on her feet.

Damien watched her from behind as so many thoughts ran through his mind. He took out his phone and made a call across to Jones.

"How're things over there?" Damien asked Jones who was at a bidding to own 10% shares of Leo's company.

"Good! Are you coming?" Jones asked.

"Yes, I'll be there." Damien answered.

"How's the princess? Do you really think she's Flora?" He asked.

"I don't know but, something tells me that she's Flora and she's just suffering from amnesia." Damien speculated.

"If so how do you plan on helping her regain her memory? Or are you going to let it come back naturally?" Jones asked.