Chapter 1110 - 516: Return from the Grand Dream (6) (First Update)

Chapter 1110: Chapter 516: Return from the Grand Dream (6) (First Update)

Mrs. Fang’s pupils clearly shrank for a moment, but very quickly returned to normal.

She said coolly, "...Who did you hear that from?"

"I heard it from one of the York Family’s relatives. He said a lot of people in the York Family know about this. Mrs. Fang, there’s no way you don’t, right?" Lawrence Winters was asking, but the look in her eyes was pure "I know you know," unwavering and certain.

Mrs. Fang’s voice turned colder, and there even seemed to be a faint tremor in it. But she controlled it well, and kept a tight grip on her expression, as if she had already prepared herself long ago. She said calmly, "Yes, I know about it. That was before I married Mr. Yu. But this matter may have nothing to do with him, right? Diana Thomas left on her own all of a sudden and abandoned the child. Mr. Yu didn’t even know..."

"His own woman has his child, and he can go a whole month without asking a single question?" Lawrence let out a short, derisive laugh. "Mrs. Fang, knowing all that, you still dared to marry this kind of man. Are you blindly brave, or just washing your hands of what doesn’t concern you?"

Mrs. Fang fell silent. Her hand unconsciously gripped the edge of her dress, twisting out one crease after another.

After quite a while, she lowered her head, exposing her fair, delicate neck, and said faintly, "...So what? I married him anyway. Since I married him, I won’t regret it."

With that, she walked away quickly and never spoke another word to Lawrence.

Lawrence watched Mrs. Fang’s hastily retreating back and exhaled softly.

She felt her past resolve had been correct: love really wasn’t a good thing.

Once a woman gets entangled in love, she doesn’t just become blindly stupid—she becomes terrifying in ways you can’t even imagine.

She lowered her head and typed "questionable" after Mrs. Fang’s name in the notes app on her phone, then looked at her next target: the orphanage.

To be precise, the orphanage that had taken in Diana Thomas.

...

The next day, Lawrence came to the Mayflower Orphanage in Arcadia City.

This was the orphanage listed in Diana Thomas’s records that she had managed to track down.

She had first seen the name in that photo album of Mrs. Fang’s, and later confirmed that it was indeed an orphanage where Diana had once lived.

But when Lawrence arrived at the address, saw the lush trees, the continuous red-brick buildings, and the sign reading "Mayflower Elementary School" on the waist?high wall at the gate, she could only give a wry smile.

Wasn’t this supposed to be an orphanage?

How had it become an elementary school?

Unwilling to give up just like that, Lawrence hurriedly went online to search "Mayflower Orphanage" and "Mayflower Elementary School."

Thanks to the all?powerful internet, she quickly found the answer.

It turned out that starting more than forty years ago, the United States passed legislation and began using "foster parents" to replace the orphanage system.

By thirty years ago, the system had been fully established. All the orphanages in the United States were abolished, and all minors without parents—as well as those who technically had biological parents but whose parents had committed acts infringing on children’s rights—were entered into this "foster parents" system, with the government placing these children into foster homes.

So the orphanage where Diana Thomas had once lived had already been converted into an elementary school thirty years ago.

She went to the relevant departments to look for the original records of the Mayflower Orphanage, but a local government official told her that before it was shut down, the Mayflower Orphanage had suffered a major fire, and all the records had been destroyed.

Fortunately, there were no children living there at the time, so only the documents and the building itself were damaged.

The current Mayflower Elementary School was rebuilt on the site of the burned?down Mayflower Orphanage.

Other than the name, it had nothing in common with the original place.

So the "orphanage" she had pinned such high hopes on was crossed off her little notebook just like that.

Lawrence sat on a small wrought?iron bench on the sidewalk across from the entrance of Mayflower Elementary, watching the kids ride out through the gate in yellow school buses.

Some parents came to pick up their children in their own cars; the school gate was packed and bustling—arguably the most densely populated spot in the whole country.

Every child’s face was lit with a joyful smile, wearing neat uniforms, little ties, little skirts, happily going home with their parents.

It was hard to imagine that this place had once housed many children with no parents at all.

She sat there until dusk, then finally got up and left.

The orphanage where Diana Thomas had once stayed was gone, and even its records were gone.

Were the traces of this person’s existence in the world going to be erased, one after another, like this?