These people who damaged dolls were crying when they saw Alex and the others come out. Alex was hugging Amelia, William was chattering beside him, and Lucas was thinking about something with a straight face.
George was on the phone and vaguely mentioned something about compensation. He walked up to the shrine and kicked it aside with his shiny leather shoes.
George stepped on the doll fragments made of ashes. The owners of the dolls cried even harder, as if their sons had died!
Amelia covered her ears and shouted, "Don't cry! I'll compensate you! Compensate you!" Although these broken dolls were broken because they were involved in the sacrifice, her eldest uncle had said that she had to be responsible for what she did.
Amelia took out her red packet with a pained expression. This was so much money. Was it enough to compensate? She had to compensate before she could warm up the money she earned. Amelia felt her heart ache.
