A long slender leg appeared from the darkness of the limousine's interior. Along with it came the widowed wife of the late president of the Gainsborough Electric Corporation and now currently the president of the said company, Jenova Gainsborough. The driver of the limousine closed the door behind her as she walked towards the steps of the mansion's entrance. Seeing her approach, the house workers immediately stopped in whatever they were doing and formed two lines that made a path that led to the intricate golden doors of the huge house.

"Welcome home, President Gainsborough!" They said simultaneously in perfect pitch and harmony.

Jenova flicked her silver hair in response. The workers were nothing but robots to her eyes. They were of less importance and neither do they deserve her regard. She stopped when she laid a foot on the spotless carpet of her house.

"Where is she?"

At no response, she slightly turned her head towards the first person on the long line. The female servant closest to the president froze in fear and shivered.

"M-M-Miss Aerith?"

Jenova fully faced the shaking girl with her polished nose raised up high. The maid shrank at the ominous glare of her mistress. Gathering her strength, she looked up only to Jenova's lips—afraid that meeting the president's eyes will turn her to stone.

"S-She, Miss Aerith…she, she…"

"Spit it out," Jenova said, in a cold voice. "or you're fired."

"Auntie~"

The shaking girl heaved a great sigh when her mistress alarmingly turned towards the great stairs of the mansion. She could feel her heart racing like wild chocobos after being glared at by the head of the household. Before Jenova could even discern their existence, the servants dispersed everywhere with the nervous girl hiding within the crowd. The president immediately forgot about the female servant when her amber eyes fell upon the descending mafia princess.

"Ah… Miss Yuffie Kisaragi," she greeted with a smile. "How nice of you to visit us, but we—"

"Father sends his greetings to you, Auntie! We have gifts brought from Wutai. Would you like to see?"

"I'm afraid that would have to wait," Jenova nodded towards her and walked forward. "I must see to my daughter first."

Before the silver-haired woman took another step, Yuffie grabbed her elbow and held on to it for dear life.

"Aerith is still preparing for your return," Yuffie gently pulled Jenova's body to the opposite direction. "I insist you see the wonderful presents my father has sent you."

The president shook off the brunette's tiny arms slowly and politely. She was in no position to treat the mafia princess like one of her servants. The ancestral and political bond among the Gainsborough's and Kisaragi's lasted for 19 generations. The Kisaragi clan had greatly helped the Gainsborough's to stand to where they are now. It is only fitting to treat the only child of Godo Kisaragi with the utmost respect. Jenova bowed slightly and continued to walk up the big staircase. Yuffie and Vincent looked at each other, nodded and ran to catch up with the silver-haired woman. The tiny brunette quickened her pace to match the president's as she thought of things to delay time.

"Auntie, I haven't eaten yet after I arrived from Wutai and I'm very hungry. Why don't we eat together? Surely, you are famished too?"

"We will eat together with Aerith," Jenova said, flashing a professional smile at Yuffie. "You would want that won't you?"

"Uhh…sure."

Yuffie anxiously looked back at Vincent for some support. The somber bodyguard shrugged at her with a blunted face. The brunette's eyes widened when she realized they were only a few feet away from Aerith's room. Then, unconsciously, Yuffie grabbed Jenova's hand, making her stop. The president turned to face the brunette with a look so severe that would make any servant faint in tension.

"What is it this time, Miss Yuffie?" she asked calmly, but with a hint of annoyance.

Yuffie released Jenova's cold hands and rubbed the back of her head. Perspiration was coming out from all over her body as she searched her brain for reasons. She glanced at Vincent for an answer, but all she saw was a blank look.

Eureka!

The mafia princess ran to Vincent and brought him forward. The bodyguard's crimson eyes narrowed in shock.

"Actually, Auntie, the real surprise…" Yuffie exclaimed while pointing at Vincent. "is him!"

"What?" The president and the bodyguard said in chorus.

The president's gaze traveled from the little brunette, to her bodyguard and finally back to the brunette. She was grinning so widely a 5 year old could distinguish it was a fake. Vincent furrowed his brows in protest, but one look from Yuffie's murderous glare made him bow his head in submission.

"Please use me…" he muttered with no emotion whatsoever in his voice.

Jenova stared at him through her nose and turned to smile at the mafia princess.

"Send my thanks to your father for his generosity, Miss Yuffie."

At those words, the brunette swallowed hard. Godo will kill her for giving away his most trusted right hand man. Shortly, Jenova turned towards Aerith's bedroom and started to walk.

"It is truly a very generous act, but I couldn't simply take away you fathers' servant…"

Vincent raised his eyes and stared at the back of the woman, seething.

"And besides," she stopped at her daughter's door. "I already have many people working in my household. One more would be unhealthy and unwise."

The mafia princess and her bodyguard stared dumbly as Jenova turned the knob of Aerith's door.

Oh no…

Sneak Peek: Oh noes! Could the unconscious Tifa wake up just in time to pretend to be Aerith? Will Jenova perceive the pretending Tifa as her daughter? Don't miss the next scenes in…

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Chapter 15: Scheming Princess

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