Alvin looked at her back and felt somewhat surprised. This figure in front of him was very familiar. He turned his head and caught sight of the flickers in Hansen's deep eyes, the dimming eyes as dark as paint. She said as if deep in thought, "Mr. Richards, the conditions here are too harsh. It's likely that the children buried in the ruins have little hope of surviving. Now that there's freezing rain outside and the children's bodies are in very bad shape, it's difficult for them to pull through." There was a loud cry coming from the tent. Amy and the more sensible child began to cry. Hansen fastened his gaze at the woman. Her head was even lowered now, and her face was still obstructed from view. However, even without thinking, he could tell that she was heartbroken. Hansen's heart sank. Taking out his mobile phone, he called the director of the Public Security Department in S City directly. The director attached great importance to this. He responded im
After thinking for a while, Alvin started to comfort him. "Mr. Richards, it's very likely that the woman isn't Young Madam at all. Though her back may resemble her a little, we can't get any clue from her voice." When she had said those words that day, Alvin was there. At that time, her voice was ragged, probably due to all the screaming she'd exerted during the earthquake. It was true that he could not recognize her voice, but for Hansen, his intuition firmly believed it was her. Lacking any concrete evidence, time was a luxury he couldn't squander. Hence, he made a decision. He summoned Connor and Amy, and then left them with his contact number, reminding them to call him as soon as they received any news of that woman. His mobile phone kept ringing these past two days. It was supposed to be a temporary ordeal, coming here. There was a pile of paperwork waiting in the Richards Group, for him to attend to. At that moment, he made a phone call, and a helic
Spring had arrived in Wullen Town in Jenova City. The town was filled with flowers, spring rain, gondolas, white walls, and stone bridges. It was as beautiful as a dream. In a small alley, on the stone steps, a graceful figure was holding a red umbrella and moving rapidly forwards in the rain. The people in the Jenova City were conversing with each other, and the rain was flowing down along the tiles. It was a portrait of human warmth and serenity. However, she was in a hurry and in no mood to drink in the beautiful scenery. When she passed by an old man's stall, she turned her head and saw that the old man was carefully spinning cotton candy. That wonderful smell put a smile on her face. She reached in her pocket to take out some money, bought two cotton candies, and held them in her hand. Then, she strode forwards quickly. In front of her was a place with a picturesque scenery. The courtyard was so thick that various flowers were planted all around it, and the pinki
Hearing Jenna's words, Sara's eyes surged with anger again. "I didn't expect Hansen to be such a b*stard and hid the fact that you've both divorced from each other. Since that's the case, he shouldn't ever lay his hands on my daughter anymore. Now, you're forced to contend with the role of a single mother. How despicable." Sara's eyes were bristling when she said this. "Jenna, you have to find a man, and a good man at that. Only in this way can I live a peaceful life, and only then can I be more at ease." Sara's words made Jenna's heart twinge. Would she still love someone else in this life? Would she be able to love again? Even an outstanding man like Rayan could not pry open her heart. Was there any man in this world who could make her fall in love with him? She sat there blankly, her eyes empty. After a long time, she said in a low voice, "Mom, it's not entirely his fault." Jenna saw the wrath in Sara's eyes. Sara was insanely angry with Hansen, a
"Good morning, Miss Murphy." Mr. Koch greeted Jenna warmly and instructed the children to self-study. "Good morning, Mr. Koch." Jenna nodded back at him politely with a smile on his face. "Miss Murphy, I have something to talk about with you today," Mr. Koch mumbled sheepishly as he led Jenna to the staff room. It seemed that he seldom interacted with women. He was stuttering when he spoke to Jenna, his cheeks tainted with a faint blush. "Oh okay. What about it?" Jenna was a little amused. Nonetheless, she replied cordially, trying to ease his nervousness. "It has come to my attention that several children have been missing school over the past two days. I don't know what the reasons are, and I couldn't seem to get in touch with the parents. Therefore, the school has come to a consensus to conduct a home visit. I'd like to ask you to come with me," Mr. Koch explained earnestly. Jenna realized that this matter was truly pressing. If a child was absent
Jenna listened in silence. These children were skipping school because the factory couldn't pay their parents' wages, hence the loss of their main source of income. Not only could they not pay for the tuition, they also had to travel far away from home and search for another job. The children would be left to fend for themselves now! Such a family was likely to be poor. If the adults didn't have any skills, they probably wouldn't be able to secure a job outside. What's more, there were both the elderly and the young living under the same roof, and some families even raised more than one child! If the children were unwilling to go to school, it wouldn't matter to them anyway. Of course, there were some children who were not willing to go to school, and since they lacked guidance from the adults, they regarded attending classes as something optional, coming and going as they pleased. After thinking for a while, Jenna asked, "Mr. Koch, can you tell me how many factories
"Mr. Richards." Alvin sidled up to him and called in a soft voice towards Hansen, who had been standing with his mind empty. Hansen's eyes darkened. Although he was in a daze, he had picked up each and every of the old man's words. The pieces of the puzzle had all fit together now. "Do you want to go in and ask?" Alvin glanced at the direction of the courtyard and asked in a low voice. "There's no need for that. Let's head back to the cottage first." Awoken from his stupor, Hansen quickly led Alvin out of the alley and back to the cottage. Bemused, Alvin couldn't wrap his head around Hansen's intention! He had been dying to see her, yet he retreated after finally stumbling upon her tracks. "Alvin, tomorrow, go and visit and research things as usual. There is no rush with the chemical plant. I have something to do for the next few days." After returning to the cottage, Hansen softly said to Alvin, "Oh, and call Jose and tell him that I may postpone my
Two days later. Jenna was teaching English to the children. Her accurate English pronunciation always managed to boost the interest of the children. Ever since she had taken charge of the English class, there were less and less children who skipped class. Her soft and gentle English pronunciation could be heard even from a distance. Holding the English textbook, Jenna was reading it with all her attention. A group of people gradually marched close towards the class. It wasn't until the children were all looking around at the outside that Jenna came to her senses and also looked out. Mr. Koch was politely and modestly greeting a tall, rotund man, who was followed by four or five men and women. They were all wearing uniforms, with smiles plastered on their faces. "Kyrie Gambon in the flesh. To what do I owe this honor?" Mr. Koch personally greeted the group of people and asked in a polite manner. "Mr. Koch, isn't there a Miss Murphy h