CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Girls received hair ties and clips, while boys got knee pads, soccer balls, and textbooks. The older girls were given lipsticks and skincare products. These older girls had never seen such items before and were curious, with their brown eyes filled with confusion. "Mr. Micah, what is this?" one of them asked.

"Lipstick can enhance your skin tone," Mr. Micah patiently explained. "In other countries, people use it to make themselves look better. This process is called makeup. This is foundation. If you don't know how to use it, I can find a video for you to watch and learn from."

Mr. Micah spoke in a mix of English and Yaren language, and Nina could mostly understand him.

"Thank you, Mr. Micah!" The girl didn't fully understand but clutched the lipstick and skincare products like treasures. The desire to look beautiful is a natural human trait.

The children were thrilled with their gifts. "Mr. Micah, please come to my house for dinner tonight! My mom sold some herbs and bought chicken and eggs."

"Teacher, come to my house, we have potatoes!"

we have sweet potatoes at

"Teacher, we have cookies!"

invited him, waving their

one the boy came from. While the kids didn't mention any lavish meals, they at least had enough to eat. Unlike the boy's

his fists, the veins on his hands bulging. He felt a

this village, under the watch of the allied forces, had enough

exactly was this Mr. Micah who knew

pulled the boy aside. "Before we understand the situation, don't act

children and

mixed in some Yaren language. Everything needed to be

a bit at Nina's reminder. They were on someone else's turf, and confrontation wouldn't help. But Mr. Micah had already noticed them. Everyone here was a local, and apart from the boy's appearance, Nina stood

over to them. "Where