Chapter 89: My Brother’s Friend
Mara exhaled slowly as she stepped into the foundation’s headquarters, the rhythmic sound of her heels clicking against the tiled floor. She had barely taken in her surroundings when a familiar face approached one she had not expected to see so soon.
"Good, you made it," Mara said, offering a small smile. "I didn’t even ask for your name the last time."
The young woman hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Vera," she said softly. "Vera Knight."
Mara took in the nervous flicker in the girl’s eyes, a mix of uncertainty and hope. She remembered the first time they had met at the hospital the desperation in Vera’s voice as she had contemplated a decision no woman should be forced to make. Mara had given her an alternative: a job, security, and most importantly, a future.
"You grew up in an orphanage, right?" Mara asked gently, recalling what little Vera had shared before.
Vera nodded. "Yes. I don’t have anyone."
Mara studied her for a moment, then offered, "Would you like to join me on the trip to Alcester, or would you prefer to work at the foundation?"
A flicker of gratitude crossed Vera’s face. "I’d like to go with you, ma’am," she said. "I want to be close to the work you’re doing." "Call me Stefania," Mara said with a smile and turned to Cai, the foundation’s administrator.
"Get Vera on board as an employee," she instructed. Cai nodded, making a note.
Just then, their uncle, Philip, appeared, his sharp gaze sweeping over the group. "Stefania," he addressed her, his tone neutral but carrying an edge, "are the medical supplies ready?"
She nodded. "We’re finalizing everything now."