My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 1898

Chapter 1898 Fruit Knife

Micah seemed to underestimate the gravity of the situation.

He just spent hours sweeping the scattered leaves with great effort before heading to dining hall.

Upon his arrival at the dining hall, he sat next to several senior brothers whom he was close with. "Mrs. Patterson really brought us some trouble."

Hearing this, Micah quickly interjected and asked, "What trouble? You also took a lot of things she had sent here, didn't you?"

That guy had a pretty good temper and didn't get angry. He even passed Micah some more food.

"Remember the family that pushed you last time? I mean those who insisted on coming to the monastery to exorcise ghosts."

"Of course, I remember. Mrs. Patterson took me to the hospital," Micah replied with a rather proud tone.

"Later, she probably felt pity for that person, so she contacted a very authoritative foreign expert to treat her for free." The senior brother said, "Don't wait for the food to get cold."

Although Micah felt uncomfortable hearing him talk about Sally, he chose not to argue with food and hastily started to eat.

"She is doing a great thing by helping others. It's a noble deed. How can you call it trouble?" Micah defended Sally.

Nigel jumped into the conversation. "The bad thing is that Ms. Lyons' wardmate knew about this. Now her mother has brought her to the monastery and insists that we also help her daughter with free treatment. What should we do?"

Micah immediately thought of the woman who stared at him just now.

"Father hasn't been to monastery for two days, and we can't reach Brother Elijah," Nigel informed them. "All we can do now is console them and tell them to return home. When Father returns, we'll ask Father to reach out to Brother Elijah and inquire if they can assist us again."

Still young and naive, Micah struggled to comprehend the complexities of the situation.

Hearing this, he spoke with conviction. "She seemed like a kindhearted person. I'm sure she would aid us if possible."

Feeling several other senior brothers preparing to mock him again, he finished his food very fast before gulping down the soup.

Micah then picked up his own plate and was about to wash it off.

In a flustered state, he turned around abruptly and collided with someone unexpectedly.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Micah apologized quickly.

He raised his eyes, only to lock eyes with the same woman who had been kind to him in the morning.

"Pay attention when you're walking!" She scolded him, her once-pleasant visage changed in impatience.

Donna had told her a lot.

Having discharged her daughter from the hospital, she spent over three hundred dollars on a taxi to come to this place to try her luck. Unexpectedly, people here were very rude.

Because they came from a rural area, those people held a disdainful attitude toward them, displaying no desire to lend assistance.

They kept saying that the contact person was not in the monastery and asked them to come back in a few days.

Lodging in this vicinity was expensive, so she wanted to take her daughter and live in the monastery, but these people at the monastery provided numerous excuses for not accommodating them. Whenever she glimpsed these people, her emotions flared up.

Micah had a gentle personality.

He didn't want to argue with the sick person, so he said sorry again and went to clean his plate.

Silvia threw a glance at Micah's back, spouted curses, and then noticed the dining hall had not much food left.

She quickly pulled her daughter and said, "Hurry up. Get some fruit! Pick the expensive ones."

Saying that, Silvia elbowed her way through the crowd and headed to get food.

The skinny girl with sunken eyes listened to her mother's words and walked to the fruit stand.

The monastery's fruit stand differed from that of the cafeteria.

Recently, a lot of pears had been donated. Some people might replace it inconvenient to eat whole pears, so they used a fruit knife to cut them open and shared them with their companions. Many people borrowed the fruit knife.

Now, it was put on the table.

The girl walked over and took the fruit knife instead of the fruit.

Without any hesitation, she turned around and walked towards the long sink for washing plates.