Everyone raised their head and discovered that the voice came from a nearby speaker.
"Elizabeth..."
Ray faintly whispered.
Joseph stepped forward and approached the glass.
"What do you think, master? I'm pretty ugly, right?"
Elizabeth's voice rang out once again.
Joseph shook his head.
Staring at the bare skin and bones image of the little girl whose mental age was even older than himself.
Joseph didn't know what to say.
But there was one thing that he knew for sure.
Elizabeth wasn't ugly at all.
"No, you aren't..."
Mar, Ray, and his Secretary, Miss Elizabeth turned to look at Joseph.
Joseph felt their gazes, but he didn't pay any heed to their attention as he continued, "You're beautiful... I'm not lying..."
"Trust me on this."
Joseph's expression was indiscernible, but his tone was firm.
"I see..."
"Thank you..."
Elizabeth promptly replied.
