Desiree’s screams alerted the welfare institution’s management staff. Despite the kids running fast, being young made it easy for a few adults to catch them quickly.

Desiree was led to the resting room.

The staff gave her a towel to wipe herself, as she had no suitable clothes to change into. She sat on the sofa, trembling with anger—not from the cold.

“Zuko,” she called out, her voice shaking with distress.

Zuko stood aside, hands in his pockets, appearing indifferent.

“Zuko, I’m so cold,” Desiree hugged herself and conveniently sneezed.

Zuko glanced at the weather forecast on his phone, which showed 26°C, and looked outside at the sunny weather.

“Cold?” He chuckled softly. “I see. You’re soaked all over. That’s why you’re cold.”

Desiree seemed delighted. “Exactly.”

can I do to help?” he

her or lend her

suggested, “The sun is shining outside. You can go out and get

you say?”

just using this towel won’t

“Zuko, you…”

you’re a guest my grandmother brought. I’d worry about something bad happening to you,

Zuko said avoided mentioning

for her to go

her teeth with a

moment, the welfare institution’s director, Jill Latymer, approached them. When she arrived at the door and saw

woman exchanged a glance with

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