GoodNovelChapter 211 Please for a while I still have swork to finish. I'll be right back,” the secretary said, placing the coffee on the desk Bwaved his hand discovely "Go ahead Don't mind me. I'll just browse for a bit." This won't Fan's first tat this office-after all, it was his father's The secretary had nothing more to say. She left quietly, closing the doos behind her to ensure that if anyone clooking for her boss, they wouldn't be surprised to find lean inside As soon as the door clicked shut, van slid the book he'd been pretending to read back onto the shelf.
He walked over to the deck and sat down, opening the computer. Without any trouble, he accessed the system and quickly located Clara's personal file.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSince Clara had signed up to participate in the program, her file had to be here. But it was encrypted, and generally, only a few people could access it.
If not for the fact that his father was the one cunning the place...
Ryan opened her file and started selling through her personal details. His eyes widened in surprise when he saw where she had studied.
She had attended one of the country's top art school.
The tuition alone was astronomical every year. To get in, you needed top scores in both cultural and art exams Money alone wouldn't get one in-it was an institution with high prestige. And anyone who low about studying art knew how expensive it was. A family that wasn't financially solid would find it nearly impossible to support the tuition fees.
Ryan remembered the first the'd met Clara-how he had been drawn to her unique demeanor. He had heard she was from Phoypolis and assumed her family had to be wealthy to raise a ke her with such grace.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut would a truly wealthy family send their daughter to such a remote place to experience hardships? He had wondered about that at the time. He thought her elegant demeanor probably cfrom her natural beauty and the fact that she studied art. After all, art students were hardly ever But now, thinking back toana's words and seeing the nof her university, Ryan was starting to believe what Nina had said more than ever.
His expression darkened as he moved the mouse and clicked on her family details When he saw the emergency contact field, he froze. It listed a name-Katrina Caldwell-and it was stated that her parents we both deceased a was an orphan? Ryan's face was filled with shock.
He'd misjudged her family background, but how could someone like bet possibly be an orphan?
Her personality and the way the carried herself didn't match someone Ο who'd grown up without patents. She seemed like a girl who'd been carefully nurtured and cherished from a young
Because of his profession, Ryan had met many children from single-parent families of those left behind by workers, he migrant workers. He knew all too well what such children were like They could be withdrawn, isolated, temperamental, or even timid. But he had never encountered a child who had turned out like Clara.
However, the was clear. No one would falsicate such details. And m with the strict background checks for teachers in the program, the information was unlikely to be Clara was truly an orphan. Ryan's mind returned tor Nina had said to him the night before. His grip on the mouse tightened, and his expression darkened further.
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