My Only Love: The Targeted Heiress

"Wha... what?"

Cathy could not be able to be stared at by the man at the same time she felt herself hypnotized by the man's gaze and could not look away.

"There, finally, I can see you."

"Wha... what? Give me my doll." Cathy hoped that she could hide her face on the back of her big doll. Unluckily, Vincent did not give it. Instead, he turned his towering body so that Cathy's hand couldn't reach the teddy bear.

Vincent laughed hard when he saw how hard the little girl tried to snatch the doll from him.

"What a childish! Why are you teasing me?" complained Cathy while pouting her face.

"Aren't you the same? You love hiding behind dolls."

"You... you gave me the doll yourself."

"You asked me to win the grand prize first."

Cathy's face scowled like a sulking child when her mom wouldn't buy her favorite toy. Vincent couldn't help but chuckle, seeing how adorable a girl can be.

"Never mind. It's yours then." finally, Cathy turned around to enter her house, which was futile as Vincent blocked her by returning the doll.

"I am just kidding," coaxed he while rubbing Cathy's head affectionately, causing the girl's heart chaos. "Why are you so cute?"

"..." How did she answer that? Cathy felt her face was blushing and felt relief when she could safely hide her face on the back of the white bear.

Beep! Beep!

Suddenly a car horn sounded, and it drove past them very slowly. Vincent and Cathy wondered if they were blocking the roadway. But no, they did not. They stood on pedestrian-only sidewalks and within safe distances from the road.

Then why did the car gave them a noise?

Vincent stared suspiciously at the car, which has finally disappeared.

"Tsk... why do they have to go through here?"

"Do you know them?" asked Cathy, who was answered with a faint smile by Vincent.

"See you on Sunday," said Vincent while encouraging Cathy to enter the house immediately.

"Sunday?"

"Unfortunately, I have a meeting tomorrow, so I can't see you."

"Ooo.."

"Are you going to miss me?"

"Good night." came the hurried answer before turning and going into the house, making Vincent chuckle.

"Vincent!"

Vincent, who was already walking towards the Blue Rosemary, turned around when Cathy called out.

"I'm going to Green Park with my siblings this Sunday."

"Okay, I'll meet you there."

"Hm... good night," said Cathy, waving her hand.

***

The next day…

Many people wore black clothes at the Eastern Wallace residence and carried a white lily. Once inside the house, they put the white flower on a large table with a photo of a woman on it—a woman with a wrinkled and skinny face including reddish-brown hair interspersed with gray on several sides.

Even though the woman still had not reached her forties, the woman looked much older than her real age. She even died young because of her illness. But some said she died in a car accident dozens of years ago.

The woman was the Paxton family's first young miss, the true heiress of Paxton crown's wealthiness, Chloeny Paxton.

Older Paxton generations found it hard to give birth to a baby girl and did not know why. Every time the wives gave birth, they would deliver a healthy baby boy.

When Master Davone Paxton knew his wife would deliver a healthy baby girl, everyone was joyful and excited to meet the Paxton family's first young miss.

Therefore, a loyal and loving cousin of the old Davone made a hidden elite bodyguard and trained them to serve and protect the first miss only.

Alas... their protection failed as someone gave toxic in her tea every morning, making her ill, and it killed her.

The Paxton family and several colleagues who worked with the Paxton business were present to commemorate her death and remembered the late lady's kindness.

Although they officially gathered to commemorate the first Miss Paxton, the truth was that other Paxton just wanted to find out the secret Chloeny was hiding. They were sure that Chloe inherited the legacy to Benjamin.

Of course, they would not ask Benjamin right away, but instead, they searched the information from the business associates who were formerly Chloeny's close friends.

Meanwhile, Benjamin, who did not know what secret they wanted, used this event to strengthen his colleagues' business relations.

Vincent's parents chatted with Brittany Paxton while Felicia Bernz monopolized Benjamin. Vincent didn't like the Paxton members, and he had no intention of approaching them. Therefore, Vincent preferred to be alone.

"Vincent, are you going to be alone again?"

A woman comes up to him and hugs him. "You know you're not alone."

"I'm not used to you being nice to me." continued Vincent with a faint smile.

"I'm only nice for this special day."

"Thank you. But leave me alone. Please, Alice."

Alice sighed, knowing that she couldn't force her will while the young man in front of her was at his lowest.

"Very well. I hope you don't blame yourself." Alice patted Vincent gently on the cheek with her motherly soul.

"How can I blame myself if I don't know what happened? I'll be fine." said the man, moving away from the crowded room.

Vincent climbed the stairs to the second floor leading to a room he had frequented a dozen years ago.

This room was where he visited so often to complain whenever Benjamin taunted him and also... a place filled with both his happy memories and his nightmares.

"Chloe, listen to this. Benjie is hiding my toys! Again!"

"Did you pinch his cheek?"

"Of course... ups..." little Vincent closed his mouth with his two tiny hands.

"How can I punish him when you pinch him first?"

Vincent remembered that he was still eight years old, grumbled, and often complained to a beautiful lady to punish his cousin.

Vincent sighed and stood beside the bedroom window. He closed his eyes as he thought back to his good times with Chloe.

Without realizing it, gas came out of a hole in the back of the cupboard. Vincent inhales it without knowing it was a gas that could make him hallucinate.

'Pinpin... Pinpin...'

Vincent heard a voice nearby. Strangely, he did not see anyone there when looking for the source of the sound.

"..."

It wasn't long before he heard a voice from outside the room. Vincent came out of the room with light, silent steps and approached the sound source. At the same time, the hallucinatory gas had stopped coming out.

"Second master Alvianc, do you not know about Chloe's army?"

"Mister Paxton. This is the umpteenth time I tell you; I do not know. After all, why are you looking for something that doesn't exist? It is to my knowledge that the First Miss doesn't have any force."

"Then can I ask you to tell me where I can find the first master Alvianc?"

Vincent's jaw tightened at this. Why did Martin want to find out where Marcel Alvianc was?

"Sorry. Since the first lady's death, my brother has gone to his private place. Even I couldn't contact him. Even though I want to help you, I can't do much."

"Then have you ever heard of Stealth operations?"

Vincent immediately came out of the room and made a loud voice to attract the two men's attention.

Gregory Alvianc seemed relieved by his arrival, while Martin didn't like his coming.

"Why are your faces so tense?" Vincent wore his mask and showed a fake smile. He wore an innocent expression telling others that he was clueless at almost everything.

Martin snorted and said goodbye to Greg before leaving them.

"The old man won't give up until he gets what he wants," murmured Greg very quietly.

"What does he want?" asked Vincent with a tone not the least bit interested.

"Nothing. Why are you here?"

"I'm lazy to meet them."

"I understand your feeling. I didn't see Clarissa at all. Usually, she would stick around and look for you all day. Did you guys fight?"

Vincent's forehead frowned and gave him an unpleasant look at Greg, Alice's husband.

"Sorry, it was too far. But your mother was looking for you. You better join your family."

Vincent exhaled heavily and finally obeyed what Greg said.

'Pinpin... Pinpin...'

Again, Vincent heard the voice. He turned and saw a toddler walking with her arms outstretched toward him.

'Pinpin!'

When Vincent reached out his hand to touch the girl's hand, the child's shadow disappeared. Ah, is this one of his lost memories?

"Does Chloe have a daughter?" Vincent almost even laughed at his question. There's no way Chloe has a child.

"What are you talking about? Of course, Chloe has no children. If she has children, then it is certain that Paxton's heir will be her kid and not Benjamin."

Yes, it is right. But why did Vincent feel that the little child in his memories was also living in this house?

"Isn't there a little girl who also lives here? I rarely see her, but... I'm sure I've seen her."

"You mean Chloe's caretaker's child? I heard she did bring her child to treat Chloe's illness and look after her child at the same time. I heard that the caretaker took her child away after being fired."

Vincent nodded in understanding.. Little by little, he began to recollect his long lost memories.