Chapter 13 " What ? Someone solved it ? Who's such a freak ? " " Who else could it be ? It must be our genius . " Children always speak their minds so innocently . Darlene was amused and patted her on the head . At that moment , a caretaker in the classroom heard the commotion and rushed out , exclaiming in surprise , " Claire , why did you come out ? " The little girl lowered her eyes and whispered , " It's too stuffy in the classroom , I feel uncomfortable ... I don't want to stay in there all the time . " The caretaker became alarmed . " Today is a very important day . Kristin told you all not to run around . " The little girl bit her lip and fell silent . Darlene understood . " It's not even Donation Day yet , and the wealthy are already here for charity ? " The orphanage relied on support from all walks of society to survive . On certain days each year , wealthy businessmen would gather reporters to cover their charitable deeds . Kristin worried that the disabled children might frighten the benefactors , so on Donation Day , she never let them appear . " No , " the caretaker explained . It seems some important figure is coming today ." There were plenty of big shots in the UK , and people came to show their love every other day . Darlene didn't think much of it . After finishing applying the medicine , she noticed the little girl was still downcast , so she promised to teach her to play the piano later . Only then did the girl smile . Darlene pushed the wheelchair and took her back into the classroom . So she had no idea that , just across the corridor , a man was standing by the floor - to - ceiling window , taking in the entire scene . Sunlight from outside filtered through the thick glass , casting a play of light and shadow across the man's face . He turned slightly , and most of his face was swallowed by darkness . Kristin , accompanied by a group of leaders , stood carefully by the man's side and called out softly , " Mr. Langley . " Declan lifted his eyes slightly , his handsome features stern and cold . He was impeccably dressed , looking less like someone here for charity and more like a high - ranking official on an inspection , " We just got a call . Ms. Hilton said she's stuck in traffic and will be here soon , Kristin said . Decian remained indifferent . He was just like Lucian - completely lacking in empathy and uninterested in putting on a show . They existed in a world of luxury and fame , blind to the suffering of ordinary people - and unwilling to see it It was Ophelia who had taken the initiative , asking him to accompany her to the orphanage . She had bought many gifts from abroad for these children who had lost their parents , and every year on Children's Day , she prepared surprises for them . Declan was unwilling to come But since the reporters had already gotten wind of it , there was no way to avoid this performance . Declan's father , Benito Langley , worried that Declan might slip away halfway through , had even assigned an assistant to keep an eye on him . Alfred Wolfe stood quietly to the side , eyes lowered , not daring to make a sound If Declan didn't speak , no one else dared to utter a word He gazed at the comdor across from him , and only then did Kristin say , " That was Ms. Norwood just now Ms. Norwood went to the disabled section The children there are all born with disabilities - missing arms , broken legs . " StarShort < Chapter 13 Menu " Did I ask you ? " Declan's voice was icy and devoid of warmth . Kristin had lived a long life and seen her share of show - offs and hypocrites , but never someone so cold . He was like a great iceberg , expressionless and lifeless . He simply found it all terribly boring . Lighting a cigarette , he stood by the window in a lazy yet elegant pose , smoking with practiced case . Kristin moved her lips but said nothing . Smoking was forbidden in all children's areas and facilities , but clearly , such rules did not apply to someone of Declan's status . He was a man of few words , disliking conversation . This was different from the other nobles Kristin had met , who at least maintained a façade of courtesy - he didn't even bother with appearances . The atmosphere was stifling , and everyone felt that time was dragging on unbearably . StarShort