Governor Webster turned toward Marvin, and his stern expression started softening. “As for you, Mr. Marvin,” he began with a voice that carried a tone of gratitude, “I owe you more than I can say. You didn’t just uncover a lie. You saved the people of Neovalle from falling into financial ruin, and you prevented me from making a grave mistake that could have destroyed my political career. Thanks to you, we’ve avoided a disaster.”The governor paused, then continued, “You’ve protected the stability of this city and my leadership. There’s no telling how much damage would have been done if Dr. Klein’s lies had gone unnoticed. We are in your debt, Marvin.”The governor then turned to Mr. V and asked, “So, Mr. V, how do you suggest we thank Mr Marvin here?”Mr. V nodded thoughtfully. “I believe it would be fitting to award Mr. Marvin the ten million dollar funding that was originally meant for Dr. Klein. After all, Marvin was the runner-up in the Neovalle Tech Innovation Contest. His proje

Kelly took a deep breath and began to explain, her voice was still shaky. "I’ve been working on this project for months. It’s for the practical exams organized by the school. “I need to pass this. It’s the only way I’ll get the scholarship.” She paused, her fingers were lightly touching the wind-powered generator in her lap. "But every time I show it to my supervisor, he rejects it. He says it’s not good enough for the exam, and I need this scholarship more than anything."Marvin listened carefully, his curiosity started growing. "May I ask why you really need this scholarship?" he asked gently.Kelly looked down at the floor, with her voice becoming even softer. "It’s the only way I can continue my education. Without it, I’ll have to drop out of school, and I’m so close to finishing my school because I am about to enter my final year."Marvin thought for a moment. "I see. Your parents can’t afford to keep paying for your education?"Kelly shook her head, with tears forming again. "N

Just then, Mr. Craig arrived at the orphanage on his old scooter. As he rode up to the house, he noticed Mr. Charles Loucke standing in front of the entrance, glaring at Martha and Marvin. Quickly, he parked his scooter, removed his helmet, and switched off the engine. Without a moment's hesitation, he rushed over to Mr. Charles, breathing heavily from his hurry. "Good afternoon, Mr. Loucke," he said, his voice was tired but respectful. "I apologize for keeping you waiting. Here—" Mr. Craig reached into his bag and pulled out a bundle of cash. "I just got my salary, and this is half of it. Five thousand dollars. Please, bear with us a little longer. I promise we’ll pay you everything we owe." Mr. Charles’s face twisted with disdain as he looked at Mr. Craig, as if he were something unpleasant he had stepped in. Martha’s face tightened with worry, and she grabbed her husband's arm. "Craig," she whispered urgently, her eyes were full of concern. "If you give him half of you

The next two days passed with Marvin spending long hours in the orphanage library, working alongside Kelly on her wind-powered generator. He taught her new techniques and explained some key principles of physics that would make her project more efficient. They adjusted the angle of the blades, improved the wiring, and made changes that allowed the generator to capture even a small breeze more effectively. With each improvement, Kelly’s confidence grew.Kelly was focused, watching every step Marvin took and noting down his explanations. She asked questions whenever she didn’t understand something, and Marvin patiently explained everything until it made sense to her.On the second afternoon, as they were deep in their work, Mr. Craig, walked in quietly, not wanting to disturb them. He watched them for a moment with a gentle smile, admiring the dedication both of them were showing."Hmmm, you’ve begun your project work, huh?" Mr. Craig said softly.Kelly looked up, smiling. "No, Dad,

His body was limp, and his face was ashen, eyes half-lidded and unfocused. His hands twitched faintly, his fingers scraping weakly against the air as he struggled to draw in a shallow, rasping breath."No!" Kelly screamed, dropping her crutches and stumbling forward, reaching desperately toward her father. "Papa! Papa, please!"Marvin grabbed her arm, his own heart was pounding wildly, trying to keep her back. "Kelly, wait—he’s still breathing! We can save him!"Kelly’s gaze snapped to him and her eyes were brimming with tears, hope was warring with terror on her face. Together, they lunged forward. Marvin climbed onto a nearby chair, his hands were shaking as he struggled to reach the knot around Mr. Craig’s neck. Kelly, gasping through her sobs, steadied the chair for him, gripping it as tightly as her trembling hands would allow.“Hurry, Marvin!” she cried, her voice was breaking. “Please—hurry!”The knot was tight and stubborn, digging cruelly into Mr. Craig’s neck. Marvin’s fi