Amelia looked at Ashlyn, puzzled. "Mr. Alexander, who is this...?"
"She... let's call her Firebird for now, I really don't know her real name," Alexander explained.
"Firebird..." Amelia nodded.
"She looks about fifteen, but her mental age might only be three to five years old, and she can't speak," Alexander added.
"Three to five years old... then she is..." Amelia's eyes widened, her gaze filled with sympathy as she looked at Ashlyn.
Such a beautiful girl, yet to have such a significant flaw, it was such a pity.
At that moment, Ashlyn also turned to look at Amelia.
Amelia smiled at her.
Immediately, Ashlyn turned her head away and grabbed Alexander's arm.
Amelia felt a bit awkward.
"So, are you willing to take care of her?" Alexander asked.
"Of course, I'm willing. I just don't know if she is..." Amelia hesitated.
