Chapter 162

I nodded and had Angel to help pack up the food for Jean. I wanted to know what other secrets he was keeping. I needed to uncover all of them. After breakfast, I coaxed Steven to finish his food and go to sleep. After Steven fell asleep, I secretly trailed behind Jean as he left the Lincoln residence. I saw him run into an alleyway and a long way further. However, my legs were getting sore as I followed him. Finally, we reached an abandoned factory where several other children about the same age as Jean were residing. Most of them seemed to have been born crippled—some had only one arm while others were mute or blind. "I brought you guys food," Jean said to the other children. He acted like an adult. I was stunned. Why didn't these children go to an orphanage? Their orphan intake had improved in the last couple of years. "Where did you get all this food, Jean?" a little girl happily asked. Jean said proudly, "Stephie gave them to me. But you can't tell anyone else. You