Relentless Pursuit After Divorce by The nightingale lives

Chapter 1459: 1459. Scrounging a meal

Sophia Taylor hesitated for a moment and declined, "No, it wouldn’t be right for me to disturb you like that."

"What disturbance? It’s just one more person at the table. If you were to cook by yourself, it’d be far more troublesome."

In the end, Sophia reluctantly agreed, feeling slightly embarrassed.

On the way to the resettlement site, they had to pass by the road that was currently under construction. Sophia instinctively paused in her steps, her gaze falling onto the road.

"What’s wrong?"

Elly Campbell noticed her standing still and staring blankly at the road, and asked curiously.

"Oh, it’s nothing. I was just thinking that when this mountain road is completed, it’ll be so much easier for people here to travel outside. Maybe their living conditions will improve as well."

She turned to Elly, her expression filled with emotion. "If it weren’t for you, these children might never have had the opportunity to leave the mountains."

Elly understood what Sophia meant.

Even though there’s a saying about talented individuals rising from humble beginnings, in today’s society, the disparity in educational resources and foundational opportunities means that children don’t start on equal footing.

is, it’s becoming increasingly rare for those from

had seen it herself over the

learn how to read, write, and grasp basic arithmetic, chemistry, and physics, but it was only scratching the surface. What they learned might fall far behind what the academically outstanding students

these children would spend their entire lives in the mountains, and even if they ventured outside, survival would be

opportunities.

the village to develop a tourism area, which would undoubtedly provide a path for the

in its early stages, Elly didn’t say

were donated by Mr. Jones. Was that road donated by Mr.

the distant road, expressing

road was

of this, Elly’s thoughts drifted toward

the investigation, figuring out Ethan’s identity should be

always been a thorn lodged in her mind. Without clarifying

"Let’s go."

a few steps forward, unaware of the contemplative look on

Adam Jones later about the