From Baby Doll to Erica

Baby Doll opened her eyes groggily. The room was shrouded by darkness. She realized that she had fallen asleep while crying! Only the bed lamp by her bedside illuminated the surrounding lightly. She saw a figure seating across the room on the sofa. When she realized who it was, she turned her body and pulled the blanket over her head. When she sensed no reaction from the other party, she pursed her lips before speaking, "Why are you here?"

"Huh?" Emily gave an awkward start, "Well, I was just wondering what to call you? Baby Doll sucks."

"...", Baby Doll pursed her lips, "It sucks."

"Hm", Emily responded, "I am sorry."

"..."

"Hey! Did you get emotional attacks again? Did you pass out again?"

"..."

"Ah! Seems like I am the only one toiling over a name for you."

Seemingly unattentive, a pillow hit Emily's face, making her cry out loud, "Ouch! Have mercy, okay?"

"I am trying to think for a name", Baby Doll growled, "And her you are hellbent on distracting me!"

"Okay, okay", Emily chuckled, "If you don't mind, let me suggest you one."

"...", Baby Doll sighed, "Go ahead."

"What if I call you Erica?" Emily had almost jumped up from the couch when she asked.

"What time is it?" Baby Doll suddenly asked.

"Why? The time says 9:30 p.m."

"Hm, Erica is hungry."

Emily's eyes lit up, "Hungry? Okay! You like it? Very good! I will go and prepare your dinner."

Erica didn't respond. Instead, she got down from her bed and dashed into the bathroom. Unknowingly, A tiny smile crept into her face.

Emily didn't mind her lack of response. Instead, she made her way out while humming a tune.

...

20 minutes later

Erica loitered around the living room, but the rats in her tummy made her feel uncomfortable. She finally sat down and flipped through the channels on the TV. She paused on a news channel.

The female host was pretty and was looking lean and elegant, wearing a white skirt suit. She smiled revealing a set of pearly white teeth, "Welcome to the late-night show. Today, we are honored to have your presence, Mr. Daniel Adley. The Prince of Interviews."

"Thank you", An elegant face with a sharp jawline appeared on the screen. Erica paused and her heartbeat quickened.

"Recently, Mr. Adley inherited Amnesty International, leaving the entertainment agency under your sister's guidance. How do you feel?"

"Good", his words were straight to the point, preventing any interference, slashing like a knife.

"Well", the host smiled awkwardly, "About Miss Alice's kidnapping and subsequent death, what are your thoughts?"

Erica frowned when she heard this. She took a deep breath.

"About that... we will seek out the intruder and her justice is intended."

"During the Blue Phoenix Award, she won the 'Most Promising Comeback' Award. Besides she was also nominated for the 'Best Vocalist' Award, which she didn't win. What are your thoughts?"

"Yeah, She wanted to take the award with her own hands, but she was in a coma at that time. And after that..."

Erica was so engrossed by his voice that she did not hear Emily calling her repeatedly. Suddenly, a hand came upon her shoulder and she jumped with fright.

"Erica?" Emily was looking at with a confused gaze, "The dinner is ready."

"...Oh", Erica took a long time to respond. Then, she switched off the TV and accompanied Emily to the dining table. Her eyes lit up when she saw the delicacies spread out on the table.

Fried rice, omelets, spring rolls, and lots more. Erica turned and flashed Emily a bright smile.

"You must be hungry", Emily led Erica to the nearby chair, "Let's eat."

Soon they sat down to eat. Erica was extremely hungry and she immediately dug in.