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 statue

that he might be a bit out of place just standing around in the classroom, I invited him to join me in the

to be tom down soon,” he said out of

tone, “This land is owned by

clear out.”

was unexpected. I looked at him and

roof over their heads. They needed food, clothes,

lips. “Do you really see me as some cold -hearted tycoon?”

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‘

“You know, Grandma gave a lot to

Madam Young.

flashback to a decade ago. Madam Young was not

she built schools in the mountains, donated to charities, and helped kids in the poorest

pouring her heart into charity work as if she had something to make up

to myself as I wandered down the hallway, the falling snow painting a serene picture outside. “Getting these kids settled, giving

the call. I

Maxwell’s parents‘ untimely deaths. He has been digging for answers lately, and I wondered how that was going. I knew the

like being caught between a rock and a hard place. On one side, there was the Youngs trust in me, and on the other, the truth that weighed a hundred lost souls. Even after ten years, what could