I helped Kevin to clean up after dinner.
"Mr.D will like a cup of tea now. Would you like some, Mr.George?" asked Kevin while getting ready to make some tea.
"No, thanks, Kevin. The food was really delicious so I am really full today." I spent chatting with him till he finished making tea.
"Shh..." said Kevin to me while delivering the tea to Mr.D. I heard a faint voice coming from the office.
"Is that Mr.D?"
"Yes. Every night he would tell a story or send a recorded story to Little Moon."
I realized then, that Mr.D cares for her a lot, and her happiness and wellbeing come first.
"May I know why?"
"She has nightmares most nights. After coming here, Mr.D started to do this so she can calm down and sleep. It's around 2 am now."
"Mr.D, your tea" said, Kevin while he finished the call with Little moon.
"Thank you. I thought you must have gone to bed, George" he said as he saw me. "Wwould you like to go out for a while".
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It was a stary night with a cool breeze. The garden was filled with a slight floral smell.
"She loves to spend a few hours on the beach and watching the stars."
"Mr.D, may I know why you keep her hidden. I can see that she's multi-talented. She could have been famous."
He smiled. "She's an introvert, George. And she finds it hard to communicate with people she's not familiar with. That's why all her work is either under a specific name or through the company name."
"I never thought StarDust, I mean Little Moon, to be like this. I thought she was an open, friendly person. Even when I communicated with her I never got such an impression."
"That's because you have found a key to communicate with her. That she must have felt you as a kinder spirit."
"Little Moon has a unique way to get feelings tangled with her designs. So many people seem to fall in love with her work. "
"Don't you think they will find out about her?"
"I have taken every effort to keep her real identity hidden up to now. She doesn't like to be bothered, and loves quietness at her home."
While gazing at the stars, I caught a glimpse of laughter on Mr.D's face.
"Curious to know why I laughed?"
"hmm.." I nodded my head.
"We both had two cars at that time. She had a habit of naming things, and only we both knew. Even her computer has a name."
"So you named the two cars"
"Yes she did, one is called Sonic Bullet and the other Baby Blue. When we went out and talked about things others always look confused."
"She's becoming more and more interesting, wish I can meet StarDust."
Mr.D looked at me and said, "If you want to do the lead role, you will have to get to know Little Moon."
"Oh!! is she visiting you, Mr.D?"
"No, she won't but if you like I can arrange for you to spend 3 months with her at home. You can let her know yourself as Dusk at night, as the writer you portrait on Instagram."
"Will she be ok with this idea, don't you think I will invade her privacy?"
"We will have to do this till the first preview of the drama. I want this to be a surprise for her, George."
"I will be happy to help Mr.D. As I love the script, I will have to understand the real character the story revolves around."
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But I felt there is some things Mr.D wanted to tell me, especially about LIttle Moon. I waited till he spoke.
"George, what I am about to tell you is highly confidential, and I trust you as the same way Little Moon trust you to be her friend."
I nodded my head in approval.
"She is the real CEO of the company, and the largest shareholder, thanks to her special design skills and contribution." He sighed. "Little Moon doesn't know any of this up to now."
"That means she doesn't know she works for her own company?" I was feeling surprised.
"Yes, she thinks she's working as a freelancer through my contacts." As he said this I felt pretty bad about Little Moon. He noticed my disappointed look and said,
"George, I am doing all this for her own safety. Yes, she is a target if someone knows about her wealth. I have to protect her.. "
"From whom Mr.D?" The only thing I saw was the tears pooling in his eyes.