Chapter 1222
At the gate.
Two security guards were standing guard.
Queen Children’s Orphanage often received visits from kind people, who sometimes donated things.
Therefore, the presence of strangers was not surprising.
Sean took out his identification card for registration and entered the orphanage.
Some children were playing in the yard.
They were young. They looked like they were five or six years old.
Their clothes were simple.
Their clothes were clean even though they were not some luxury brands.
Several kids grinned at Sean when they saw him coming.
It brought a smile to Sean’s face.
Because that was how he was when he was a kid.
Whenever strangers came, they brought them supplies.
It was also their happiest time.
The orphanage had expanded quite a bit.
The office and dormitory areas looked well–furnished and even had air conditioning.
Anyway, it looked a lot different from the run–down home Sean remembered.
It was not easy to go from being a privately run orphanage to where it was today.
Sean recalled the woman named May Randall.
She was the orphanage’s founder and gave her everything to children.
At that time, Sean and the rest would call her Aunt May out of affection.
Over the years, new children had come in, and many had grown up and left.
Sean was no exception.
The kids who were Sean’s age back then must have left too.
After all, orphanages fulfilled their duty by raising the children until they were 18.
If the child was not disabled or unable to take care of themselves, they must leave to make their own living.
“Hello, what can I do for you?”
Just then, a girl in her 20s came over and asked, smiling.
The girl was young and beautiful. She had a neat ponytail and was pretty.
She also wore the armband of a volunteer.
She should be a volunteer from nearby schools or other organizations.
“Hi, I’m looking for Madam Randall. I wonder if she’s still around…”
Sean came to his senses and replied.
“What are you saying? How can Madam Randall not be around?
“I’ll take you there.”
The girl was speechless. Sean looked like he had not seen Aunt May in years.
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