Chapter 956
"I want to get rid of some things I don't like while entrusting some things I can't let go of." Wyatt caressed the little cat sleeping on his knee. "I booked a flight to Iceland. Starting tomorrow, I will embark on a journey around the world with no fixed return date."
Three days later. It was Wyatt's birthday.
Wyatt wanted to blow out the birthday candles on the black sand beach that Stella wanted to blow out with him eight years ago.
"Mr. Durham..." Kieran stared at Wyatt in a daze.
"Kieran, when you first came to my side, you were so clumsy that I threw all gentlemanly manners out the window, but now you are really amazing." Wyatt looked at Kieran. "Fiona has been trying to poach you for a long time. Go to her. You work hard, and when the day comes that I return from wandering, if I have no money and nowhere to go, I can still come to you."
"You have so much money to support you for several lifetimes, even if you don't work." Kieran wiped away a tear.
He had a very tough upbringing.
He was born with a lot of hardships.
He was born in a poor town. His father was killed by falling rocks before his birth while his mother had no money for care after giving birth. She remained very weak and also passed away within two years.
His grandparents, relying on farming, supported him with difficulties as he grew up.
When Kieran was seven years old, a mine was discovered in the nearby mountains.
Six months later, Kieran saw Wyatt, who was noble and aloof, for the first time.
That day, many people came to the mayor's house.
Young Wyatt, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, stood out in the crowd.
Kieran had never seen someone who could shine like that before.
He was stunned.
Later, the mayor told the people who came that both Kieran's parents had died and his grandparents were seriously ill. Kieran was a good student, but he couldn't afford to go to school.
Later, he received support from Wyatt.
Kieran traveled from the muddy small town to the bustling city. Then, he arrived by Wyatt's side.
To Kieran, Wyatt was like his father and brother.
"Who knows? What if I go to the African savanna and see cute animals, and I donate all my money to animal protection organizations in a fit of pique?" Wyatt smiled.
"Ms. White can do that, not you," Kieran muttered.
Wyatt's smile carried a hint of melancholy. "See, you know Stella better than I do."
In Stella's travel plans, she actually wrote: [When I leave, I will tell Wyatt to restrain me so that I won't end up donating all my money to animal protection organizations when I see cute animals!]
Around that date, Wyatt remembered a long post sent by her photographer.
Not long ago, Stella had donated all her money.
After that, she endured two months of hardship.
"Mr. Durham..." Kieran looked at Wyatt with a complex expression.
"Don't pity me," Wyatt warned.
Kieran lowered his eyelids and didn't respond. He pointed to the third document. "What about this one?"
He was still somewhat nervous.
After all, the first two documents had shocked him.
This third one...
Wyatt said, "These are several authorizations for regular transfers."
"Do you want to transfer money to Ms. White regularly?" Kieran widened his eyes. "Mr. Durham, maybe you shouldn't. Ms. White won't like it!"
Kieran didn't have a lot of contact with Stella, but he still knew her to some degree.
Stella seemed casual in manner, but when it came to certain things, she had a strong sense of principles.
So, Kieran would say that Stella was a woman with a clear mind filled with love.
"It's not for her." The light in Wyatt's eyes dimmed a bit. "It's for Darwin and Fiona's two children, Isabella and a few other kids I like. On birthdays, Children's Day, and Christmas, I'll give them pocket money and gift money."
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