Dead at Heart novel

Chapter 616 Chapter 617 Chapter 617 +15 BONUS Ariel hadn't slept at all the previous night. Plus the emotional turmoil, her whole body felt weak. She drank a glass of water to moisten her throat and then lay back down in her bedroom. Anger and shouting really took it out of her. She was realizing she couldn't handle these kinds of crises the way she used to. (1) Sleep came fitfully. Around noon, the doorbell rang. Dragging her tired body to answer, she found a deliveryman outside, but she didn't remember ordering anything. "Ms. Walker, you have a parcel to sign for." Ariel checked the label.

It was indeed addressed to her, with her phone number on it. She took it. "Thank you." Once she closed the door, she weighed the box. It wasn't too heavy. The shipping label showed it came from a relatively remote town, and it was sent a week ago. Ariel opened it to find a document envelope on top. Inside was a certificate. The moment she unfolded it, she froze. It was a donation certificate, accompanied by various receipts. But the donations weren't money. They were ten schools of hope established in her and Jayson's names.

The schools were spread across different states, even one as far as Larnwick. And this parcel had come from that school in Larnwick. Alongside the certificates and receipts were carefully packaged local specialties she had never seen. There were also photos from different places. After the schools were built, children started enrolling. The five-story teaching buildings included dormitories and libraries. Poor children could receive an education, left-behind children were cared for, and orphans had a safe place to live. In the photos, Ariel saw children with clear eyes but malnourished faces.

Some were small, others older. They looked shy, yet curious and full of hope. Accompanying the pictures were letters of gratitude. At the bottom was one from the principal, handwritten and heartfelt. 1/3 Chapter 617 +15 BONUS It explained that after months of construction, the schools had only just officially opened in the past month. It mentioned Ariel's and Jayson's names, thanking them for bringing hope to the children and benefiting this otherwise barren land. Ariel felt the gratitude in the letter.

She had never personally participated, yet here she was being credited as a "savior" for so many children. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Suddenly, she remembered. Jayson had gone to a charity gala with Nancy, even clashing with her at the time. But the organizers had decided to donate in Jayson's and Nancy's names, so why did all this merit end up attached to her? As Ariel stared at the letter, her mind spun. She held it tightly, lost in thought for a long while. Everything came at once.

Ariel found it hard to process, and part of her found it almost comically absurd. Her life was so full of twists and turns. A sudden knock at the door pulled her back to reality. She walked to the door and peered through the peephole. It was Jayson, dressed in loungewear. He hadn't gone to the office today either. Given what had happened yesterday, they needed to talk things through, so Ariel opened the door and let him in. He carried a neatly packed meal. Seemingly unaware of Ariel's somewhat detached expression, he walked to the table to set it down. Then, his gaze fell on the open parcel.

He had arranged for it to be sent a few days ago, but clearly... the timing now wasn't quite right. d