In the manor, Amelia was wearing a beautiful dress, but she was holding a tattered doll in her arms. She was led downstairs by George, and behind her were Andrew, Chris, and Henry. No one saw that there was a spirit following behind these people. Elmer leaned against the railing of the stairs and smiled at Amelia. "Thankfully, I made it in time…"
At this moment, the light suddenly shone down and focused on Amelia. Elmer raised his eyebrows and snapped his fingers. The light was instantly dyed with a layer of an immortal aura. Amelia's pink dress actually lit up like a starry sky, beautiful and gorgeous. Other than that, her body seemed to be enveloped by holy light, making her face look even fairer, like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world.
