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    Brenna studied Ainslie carefully, taking in her simple clothes. The woman looked to be around fifty, her silver-streaked hair and slightly hunched frame hinting at old health problems. Yet beneath that, Brenna sensed a calm, steady strength.


    “It’s wonderful to finally meet you, Ms. Campbell. I’ve admired your journey for a long time. You poured your own savings into building this high school here in Brindleton, offering free education and meals to girls who need it the most. You’re a real inspiration for people like me,” Brenna said.


    She and Ainslie exchanged a firm handshake, their mutual excitement in to see.


    Ainslie, just as pleased to meet Brenna, responded warmly, “I’m quite familiar with your achievements. You run your ownpany, and you’re involved in innovative technology projects. You are truly remarkable. I know our students would love to hear you give a speech. Would you consider giving some lessons while you’re here?”


    “Of course, I’d be honored,” Brenna replied without hesitation.


    Ethan greeted Ainslie as well. Then his phone buzzed with a new message. Neville and Rex had just arrived with the convoy at the school’s gate.


    Showing respect for Ainslie, Ethan said politely, “We brought some supplies with us. They should be arriving at the school entrance right about now. Would you like toe with us to check?”


    Elsa couldn’t hide her pride. For the first time, she felt that her son was very dependable.


    The group made their way to the gate, where an impressive convoy lined the roadside.


    There were eleven vehicles in all—three sedans and eightrge semi-trailers.


    Neville approached, handing Ethan a sheet. “Here’s the list of supplies, Mr. Mitchell. Take a look.”


    Ethan gave it a quick scan before passing it to Ainslie. “Ms. Campbell, consider this a small gesture from us. If there’s anything else you need, just say the word, and I’ll see that it gets delivered.”


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    Brindleton Girls’ School, home to more than three thousand students and faculty, stood as one of therger institutions in the region. Though founded over twenty years ago, it had weathered harsh conditions. Both the ssrooms and dormitories bore the marks of time, having gone years without proper repairs.


    The dormitories were packed, each room holding about seventeen students. Still, because of the modest fees—and in some cases, full tuition exemptions—the ce remained one of the few affordable options for families from distant and struggling homes.


    In the canteen, meals were kept simple. Meat appeared on the menu only once a week.


    Yet, despite the hardships, the students persevered. Each year, one to two hundred of them managed to earn admission to respected universities, a testament to their hard work and resolve.


    Elsa was profoundly moved by the situation, prompting her to encourage Ethan to support the school.


    Ethan shared her admiration. He found the students’ determination inspiring, and he was particrly impressed by Ainslie’s devotion. Even before his visit, he had discussed a long-term support n with Brenna, determined to improve the school’s conditions.


    Ainslie’s hands trembled slightly as she read through the list of donations.


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