30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 231

Autumn fretted, her maternal worry creasing her brow as Estrella offered words of reassurance. “Mom, we can’t shrink away just because things get tough. I mean, look at us-we live a charmed life, surrounded by all this comfort. It’s only right that we give something back to society, don’t you think?”

Estrella had won life’s lottery with parents like hers, but she knew most folks weren’t so lucky. They could toil away their whole lives and never get a sniff of the comfort she took for granted. Some didn’t even get a shot at trying. If fortune had smiled on her, then it was only fair she spread some of that goodwill around.

Before Autumn could voice her concerns, Estrella cut in with a grin. “If everyone had this mindset, fleeing at the sight of adversity or danger, how could our family have such peaceful days for doing business?”

“The good life we’re living? That’s all thanks to the sacrifices of those who came before us-the ones who fought for it, some with their very lives. So, you see, Mom, with all the privileges we have, it’s even more important that we lend a hand to those less fortunate. To create opportunities for them, to help make their lives a bit better, or at least a bit fairer.”

Estrella had never fancied herself a world-changer, but she always believed in doing her part, whether it was Ryan’s case, Lexi’s, or any of the cases she’d taken on abroad. Her goal was simple: to nudge society a smidge closer to fairness.

The pollution issue at Glimmering Lake was a case in point. Her last visit there with Logan had left an indelible mark-sickly children with jaundiced skin, villagers in their forties losing teeth. It was a travesty.

incomprehensible was how Galactic Enterprises could pass inspection after inspection, year after year, and maintain

were the ones living

loss. With a sigh, Autumn said, “I’m just worried

happen to me, Mom. I promise. And besides, I’m doing

Estrella just patted her mother’s shoulder. “I’m going to go

musing that maybe all those

next

the top is that if we don’t drum up new evidence or make headway with the Glimmering Lake case soon, we’re going to have to wrap it up. The local council’s itching to close the case too-says it’s putting a strain on

more pressure they felt from above, the more everyone sensed the need for a thorough investigation-even

as victims. So far, only one household had spoken up. The rest were uncooperative, keeping their distance, seemingly more worried about losing their livelihood if the factory shut

said, “Keegan and I will head to Glimmering Lake. Maybe we can get a couple more families to take a