12)Faith healing:
                   A method of healing person through strong belief

Flashback
         
        "The unknown enigmatic lost daughter of the Rob's Residence is said to be found yesterday..." The young blonde reporter speaks as she stands in the middle of the road.

"-There was no other heir than the young master to the HRS company, we all are wondering where this mysterious baby daughter come fr-" Another reporter report from other channel.

"Mr's Rob refuses to give any information of the newly found princess.."

The old women seated on the creamy couch mutters things about the baffling reporters throwing the remote device away from her before looking at the scarrgy looking 12 yrs old girl standing at the corner of the big room with misty eyes and scared look, smiling, she turned glaring to the man seated in front of her.

He looked in his late forties with his brown coloured hair. The briefcase was a prove that he was a lawyer.

Taking her glasses from the table beside her she started speaking slowly and with authority.

After all she was the chairwomen of one of the biggest company in the whole wide world.

"Give the papers" she stretch her fragile soft looking hands to take the papers from the man.

"Her name by today is to change to the name written there, by signing this paper you are approving for your grandchild to own half of your owning, b-"

"I can read," she interrupt "you don't have to say every single word written here"

After shutting the man she just couldn't trust, she intently read the attachments she was given before she sign on each paper randomly.

She just needed to make everything set and done, there was a lot to do and she was ready for the kid standing right behind her, far away.

The kid was worth.

At least the Grandmother thought.

After losing both her son and his wife she was left with no one but her grandson, now another daughter too. She didn't want to feel alone in this wide world, and specially she didn't want her grandson to feel alone, just like her son did before long time ago.

Flashback 2..
   Three months Ago

"This are from New York, I specifically  went there to pick them" the man in black suit -her henchman- spoke giving the grieved Lady files of the orphan kids.

Smiling to the man she trusted the most, the now grandmother took the files reviewing from the upper one.

The kids on the photos went on and on never ending, she still couldn't get a type of child that would be perfect until she saw a green, big glossy eyes.

She took the picture looking at it with all attention. The girl on the picture looked so sad, so scared and even with the newly appearing scar on her right cheek, she looked beautiful.

"This one" she talked laconically- just like she has been doing lately- still staring at the picture of the girl "tell me about this one"

"Um.."

The newly fifty years guy Sutter, he didn't know how he forgot to pull that one out, he was ashamed. His master was a gentle mother like to him and he didn't want to upset her, specially not at this moment.

When her pure wound of her heart started to mend.

"...Sorry Ma'am, I should've pulled that out. You do not want that one as she have lots of problems and isn't the kind of child you are searching for"

"Callum.." Her voice had warning, it sure was because he talked about the pure looking kid that way. "Tell me about this one"

Insistent, the grandmother was.

Sighing he reached the papers from the across table searching for the file of the picture from before. Taking deep breaths he start narrating about the girls private history of her 12 yrs life.

"Amber, her name is Amber. No one knows her parents but they aren't dead.." He pause looking between the paper and his lady again and again wondering if he could continue or not.

"Give me that" she snatch the paper off his hands before reading it calmly with full attention.

     'Highly mentally unstable'

It was written at the bottom of the last page with bold red colours. The lady scoff before looking at the picture once again and smiled.

"This one seems to work" she say.

The girl in the picture made the grandmother filled with emotions, she knew the girl had something special.

'The house would be bright again' the grandmother thought 'just like it was before I lost what was precious'

"And I'll go get her myself"

End of flashback 2

*continue with the flashback from before*

The grandmother looked as the lawyer picked his things and stood ready to move, he saw the girl and back to the glaring mother.

"Then" he spoke after clearing his throat "Farewell Mrs Rob, and congratulations on your new found heir"

Bowing shortly, he left. Mrs Rob didn't trust this one, he was in a very greed for money and he would do anything to get a dollar.

Smiling the old women stood moving her legs to the corner where the child was in full tears. The women in her early sixty squat with her weak knees to be equal with her now granddaughter.

"What's your name" she spoke softly, grooming the untidy hair before wiping the tear from the girl's cheeks.

"A-Am-" the girl sob yet again with a hiccup. She sure was afraid.

Her voice was a music to use as a lullaby.

"That's not your name after now" the grandmother smiled "your name is Kylie, Kylie Rob"

It wasn't easy gaining a trust from a child who suffered a lot. The taking of fifteen minutes from this one kid to ensure her she was safe was a prove.

After the quarter minutes of an hour convincing the kid about her new life, away from her horrible past, away from how she has been treated, Mrs Rob took her in her arms and turned towards the same man with dusty hair that brought her light to her smiling.

"I don't trust that man, Callum" she spoke slowly afraid to wake the deeply asleep girl in her fragile arms, "And also make sure to get rid of everything that connects Amber to my Kylie. Along the orphan employees and all of her past therapists"

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Hala pepps, so as one of my readers requested I've written a flashback of Kylie's life, and I am thinking of writing Ashton's and Kylie's flashback soon.

I hope you like this one though.
Much love
Habo-j