"What was that about Oakwood High?" Sophie realized there was something odd about the situation.
Reece shook his head. "I'm not sure, but Nichole definitely wasn't a student at a private girls' school. Those who attend North Bay High School usually come from less affluent families. If I remember correctly, Nichole had a mother addicted to gambling, and their financial situation was quite poor. I recall the head teacher pressing Nichole for tuition fees. Nichole insisted she could gather the money, but not long after, she dropped out."
Sophie was listening and furrowed her brows in concern. So, Nichole wasn't an orphan without parents.
"I know about Oakwood High. It only admits girls from the orphanage. Each year, Burke International and other companies sponsor one or two girls from this school."
Sophie remembered that Burke International had supported many students in her past life, but Nichole was an exception. It all started when James happened to see Nichole giving water to a stray cat during a sponsorship meeting.
According to James, in Sophie's past life, Nichole was a gentle and kind girl. Perhaps it was that act of kindness and Nichole's innocent appearance that planted a seed of tenderness in the heart of James, who was battle-hardened by the corporate world.
"I'll have someone look into this thoroughly."
Sophie remained deep in thought, causing Reece to chuckle at the sight. He reached out to smooth the furrow in her brow.
Sophie snapped back to reality. "What is it?"
"Ms. Sophie, you're younger than me, but think more deeply. It's time to rest. Can we not be so serious?"
"It's your news that was so explosive. I need some time to digest it."
As they spoke, Sophie sent a message to Tricia, asking her to investigate Nichole's information at North Bay High School.
Outside, a waiter pushed in a dining cart, quickly setting the table with food.
"To thank you for such a valuable lead, I picked the most expensive dishes on the menu today. How's that for appreciation?"
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