Chapter 141: Communication Without Leaving a Trace

Chapter 141: Communication Without Leaving a Trace

After entering the front door of 22 Phelps Street, Audrey immediately saw Dawn Dantes coming out from a side corridor.

This refined, good-looking gentleman was dressed in black formalwear and holding a gold-inlaid cane. He seemed to be discussing something with a foundation staff member beside him.

As though sensing Audrey’s gaze, Dawn Dantes naturally turned his head and looked toward the entrance. His eyes brightened slightly, as if startled by beauty or as if he had seen treasure. Then he revealed a smile and gently nodded in greeting.

Audrey responded with a shallow smile that no teacher of etiquette could find fault with, nodded once, and followed the staff member of the Loen Charity Educational Assistance Fund who had come to receive her, walking along the steps toward the second floor.

During this process, although she did not look in that direction again, both a woman’s natural instincts and a Spectator’s instincts told her that Dawn Dantes’s gaze had been secretly following her figure until it was blocked by the wall beside the stairs.

“A performance difficult to criticize! He fully expressed the reaction that a gentleman with little resistance to beautiful women, yet sufficient depth and cultivation, ought to have upon meeting me for the second time—as if we really had only met once, at that charity banquet… This is exactly as I imagined. He can even make his eyes brighten abruptly…

“Is this a skill brought by his Beyonder pathway, or is it an ability he possesses naturally? I must say, Gehrman Sparrow—no, it should still be Mr. Gehrman Sparrow—is truly a professional, no, an outstanding actor. And unlike those stage performers, he is not overly exaggerated…”

Audrey praised him inwardly. Immediately afterward, she saw several newspaper reporters waiting on the second floor to interview the establishment of the Loen Charity Educational Assistance Fund.

She was not a noble young lady who liked seeing her photographs appear in newspapers. While instructing the male servant who had accompanied her to go over and communicate, informing the other party in Earl Hall’s name that no photographs could be taken, she brought her personal maid Annie into the VIP lounge.

Earl Hall was friends with the owners of several newspapers, had made corresponding investments, and held no small amount of shares. If Audrey wished, she could completely exchange part of the property she had been assigned for ownership of a fairly sizable newspaper.

Inside the VIP lounge, Audrey—who felt it was not suitable to bring a dog to such an occasion—greeted the noble youths, wealthy daughters, and relatives of church clergy whom she knew. Then, out of habit, she found a place where she could see the entire room and sat down, waiting for the establishment ceremony to officially begin and for the first board meeting to convene.

She swept her gaze around, then said to the female staff member who was receiving her, “Lovisa, this is my first time participating in the actual operation of a charity organization. I would very much like to know what we should do.”

The woman called Lovisa was under thirty. She also had blond hair. Her skin looked rather coarse and had many sunspots, but her smile was very bright and warm, making her quite approachable.

Hearing Audrey’s question, Lovisa introduced the situation without holding anything back.

“The preliminary plan for now is not to hurry to expand the scale. We will focus on Backlund first, going deep into public elementary schools, Sunday schools, and night schools to publicize the foundation to all students so that those in need can apply to us.

“After receiving applications, we will immediately organize staff to conduct detailed reviews. This does not mean only confirming their basic circumstances through the government. We will also carry out on-site visits to understand the applicants’ actual situations.

“Once the review is approved, we will…