Stella recollected herself and shook Paul’s hand, saying,” Thank you very much for your support to the welfare center.”

Paul not only covered his face, but Stella also realized he was wearing gloves when she shook his hand.

She could feel that Paul’s hand was not very big. She had not met a man with such small hands before. She wondered to herself, ‘Could it be because he’s short?’ Paul said, Money is something you can’t bring with you when you die. I’m just trying to help as many people as I can before I end up on the sickbed.”

Paul spoke as if he was going to die anytime and had accepted his fate.

Stella looked at him from head to toe. He was wrapped up so tightly that the only visible part about him was his eyes.

‘But he doesn’t look very old. What a strange man.’ Stella thought to herself.

“H-Have you been well over these years?” Paul suddenly asked.

Stella was taken aback as her gaze deepened, “Do you know me?’*

the same as if that was just a casual question, “I’ve met with

all of Rainee’s friends had

phone and told each and

Stella had

stayed in the hospital, Paul

possible he could remember my mom just because he had seen her

are so many other welfare centers out there. Why choose to donate at the one my mom has supported before?’ ’ As Stella thought about that, she said, “So, you’re an old friend of my mom, I see. Mr. Morant, could you please

in Rivera,” Paul said flatly. “I only came here… because there’s

paused before continuing, “You

do you

is my private matter. I don’t have to tell you everything about myself, do

came out rude.” Paul had an indescribable look on his face. After a long pause, he told Shelley,

persuaded him to stay, he insisted on leaving. So,

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