However, when the child turned around, Rena was overcome with a chilling sensation that coursed through her entire being.

The child's hair possessed a Lustrous brown hue and her features were exquisite.

She was undeniably beautiful.

She resembled... she resembled

Rena's throat felt constricted, and her composure threatened to crumble. She extended a trembling hand and cautiously touched the child.

Alexis' excitement even surpassed Rena's.

She fixated her gaze upon Rena‘'s brown hair, lovely countenance, slender waist and graceful legs. In Alexis’ eyes, Rena epitomized stunning beauty-a mother tailor-made for her.

Alexis willingly allowed Rena‘’s touch.

In fact, Alexis nestled against Rena affectionately.

Resting her pointed chin on Rena's shoulder, Alexis introduced herself,

“My name is Lexi."

Lexi...

Rena was stunned for a moment. The name too, reminded her of her own lost little angel.

She felt a profound fondness for the little girl, yet the pertinent question still needed to be posed.

"What is your father's name?"

Glistening tears welled up in Alexis’ beautiful eyes.

“My father is a street vendor who sells eggs. People say he's a profiteer. My mother is no longer with us... Dad is always very busy and there is no one to care for me."

In a few succinct words, the portrait of a destitute child was painted.

Rena's heart ached.

She gently wiped away Alexis’ tears, unable to resist the impulse to plant a tender kiss on her cheek. In that fleeting moment, Rena's heart melted, although a Lingering sense of guilt nagged at her, as if she were stealing something from others.

Without hesitation, Rena resolved to teach Alexis the art of playing the piano.

Alexis' tender age posed a challenge for Rena, who needed to cradle the little one in her arms while they sat before the piano.