Facade of Love

Chapter 342 Overheard by Chance

With eamest eyes, Ariel offered me her well–won but dearly cherished stuffed rabbit

I was honestly taken aback that she wanted the backpack “You don’t have to trade,” I said. ” Consider the badpack a gift. Let’s be friends, okay?”

The little girl paused, fidgeting for a few seconds before she shyly pulled a piece of candy from her cat and handed it to me. “For you,” she said.

I was toured, a smile spreading across my face as I accepted the candy and handed her the backpack

With the backpack now in her arms, she beamed and scampered off to where the other kids were resting

Surprised, I turned to Idris. “How did you know she would like the backpack??”

littis looked as calm as ever. “She’s been eyeing that bag for a while. It was pretty obvious.”

Wel

He was quite observant, huh?

After we finished handing out items, with the snow coming down hard outside, we were concerned about the kids catching a chill, so everyone stayed in to play.

sat out, and Idris did too. He was like a

might be a bit out of place just standing around in the

soon,” he said out of the

tone, “This land is owned by Young Corporation. It’s included in the

clear out.”

at

for them was not just about getting a roof over their heads. They needed food, clothes, and all the basics. Without some outside help, the director could not make ends meet with just government

glanced down at me, a slight smile playing on his lips. “Do you really see

bit my lip and stayed quiet. It was not that I saw him that way. It was just that relocating all those kids would cost a fortune. Business was business, and the land was the Youngs‘ to start

did not say anything, Idris chuckled, a bit of resignation in his voice. “You know, Grandma gave

Madam Young.

a decade ago. Madam Young was not just about

schools in the mountains, donated to charities, and

her heart into charity work

down the hallway, the falling snow painting a serene picture outside. “Getting these kids settled, giving them a chance at a different life….

away to take the call. I leaned over the railing,

been digging for answers lately, and I wondered how that was going. I knew the whole story but could not find the

Youngs trust in me, and on the other, the truth that weighed a hundred lost souls. Even