Chapter 33: Inside the Heart of a CEO
Moana

A few more days went by, and I had just come inside from a midday walk with Ella and was taking her sun hat off in the foyer when I suddenly felt a newspaper being shoved into my hand. I glanced up to see Amy standing above me with a surprised look on her face, and I took the paper from her to see that the front page had a picture of Edrick crouching in front of Clara from the day we went to the orphanage, when he crouched to explain the situation with his father to her. Selina must have snuck a picture while they were talking.

The headline of the article read “CEO OF WERECORP VISITS ORPHANAGE, SPENDS HEARTWARMING AFTERNOON WITH CHILDREN”.

“What’s that?” Ella asked, leaning over to look at the paper. She gasped then and ripped the paper out of my hands. “It’s daddy! And look, Moana!” she exclaimed, pointing to the background. “There you are!”

In the background of the picture, I could be seen standing and looking down at Edrick and Clara. I felt my face get hot; I was never one for any sort of public attention, not that anyone would necessarily be looking at me.

Ella handed the paper back. “Will you read it to me?” she said.

I nodded and led her over to the big armchair in the living room, where she crawled up onto my lap and traced the words on the page with her small finger while I read.

“‘Mr. Morgan is a kind and lovely soul, beneath his hard exterior,’ Sophia Brown, the director of the orphanage, stated during her interview,” I read. “‘What was meant to be a brief meeting turned into an entire afternoon of fun with the children, who all can’t stop talking about their new favorite visitor. I sincerely hope that Mr. Morgan will come back often.’”

on to mention their suspicions that the visit to the orphanage was all just a publicity stunt to cover up his unfair treatment of human WereCorp employees and his cold attitude toward the children that tried to give him their thank-you cards outside the WereCorp headquarters. I stopped reading before I got to that

Ella asked. “I want

sometime,” I said. “I’m sure the other

ran off to play. As I stood and began to tidy up, however, I couldn’t stop thinking about the article; the reporter was right about the fact that the visit to the orphanage was originally meant to be a publicity stunt, and although it ultimately turned out to be far more than that, it still made me feel a bit guilty for suggesting it to begin with. In a way, I felt as though I had helped Edrick take advantage of Sophia and the children by getting those nice pictures. He hadn’t mentioned the trip at all for the past few days, which made me wonder if it truly made him more compassionate or if it was all just an act to get some positive press.

and looked up to see the doors slide open,

here so early?” I asked, looking up at the clock to

foyer. “No reason,” he replied.

walk toward his study, but I

tracks and look over his shoulder.

now fully as I scooped the paper up and handed it to him. I watched his steely gray eyes scan the article, and

“Sophia said some really nice things about

just hoping they would have reported on the

pay raises?” I c****d

gave the human workers the pay

visit

feeling a smile spread across my face. “I’m happy that you did

almost appeared as though he didn’t know how to respond to someone being

to its usual cold and stony appearance. “And besides, I wouldn’t have made this decision

suddenly said. “I think… he wanted to do the

turned to go back to his study. Before he disappeared inside, I called after him one last time: “Still. Thank

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