Wendy stepped forward and asked, Miss, what should we do with that little girl
I lowered my brows and thought for a moment. This place is not far from Scarlis. Judging from her clothes, she looks like a daughter of a wealthy family. Her family must be very anxious to find her. Go get someone to Scarlis and ask who lost their child near Phonics Temple.
Yes, ma'am.
Keep a low profile and don't let anyone take advantage of it. I warned.
Wendy responded and went to make arrangements.
For three days, I took care of the little girl, fed her, and took her to do worship. She stabilized her mood and could write her own nickname, Nia. Nia was no longer afraid of Wendy.
On the fourth day, the man we sent came back, and with him came General Carter and his wife, as well as their eldest son Andrew Carter.
When Nia saw them entering the room hurriedly, she subconsciously grabbed my arm. When she saw them clearly, she was stunned at first, and then she burst into tears and rushed towards Mrs. Carter.
My Nia. Mrs. Carter burst into tears and hugged the little girl tightly, I'm sorry. It's all my fault.