The Disgraced Mr. Billionaire Heir

Chp 5. Paying Debts

They talked about many things right at the moment of their meeting. Rose invited Dylan to talk inside while Beatrice and the other sisters prepared to return the house to the orphanage.

They had a lot to talk about, especially since they hadn't seen each other since Dylan left the orphanage to work. They proceeded to the residence's second floor, where Rose's study was located.

"The number of children here is increasing. We have three new children in our care this year alone," Rose said.

"What's their condition?" asked Dylan.

"Two are orphans, brothers and sisters. The other one was taken in after childbirth," Rose replied.

"Like what happened to me, huh?" asked Dylan. The expression on his face turned sad at this as if his memories of being in the orphanage brought him back.

"Like what happened to you. I've already handed over to the breastfeeding mother because a baby that age should get milk intake from breast milk directly," Rose replied.

The two arrived in front of the wooden door of Rose's workplace. The old woman opened the door and invited Dylan to enter. It looked tidier than the rest of the room, although the walls started peeling off with age.

"Is this where you work?" asked Dylan.

"For administration, yes. I still have to go downstairs to take care of the kids," Rose said.

The woman stepped slowly with her right hand, seemingly holding tightly to the deed of land belonging to the orphanage. Dylan continued to watch her as he pulled out a chair and sat on it.

"They will surely be happy with this news. They can go back to the orphanage, play in the big cool yard, sleep comfortably in the mess room, do everything without worrying about their safety," Rose said.

Dylan was still sitting in the chair, looking up at Rose, who seemed to occasionally wipe away the tears that had fallen down her cheeks. Dylan realized that the orphanage meant a lot to them. It pleased him to realize that he had helped the orphanage a lot.

"They can go back and revive the place. You don't have to be afraid that it will be taken over again by someone," Dylan said.

Rose nodded. She put the file into a black suitcase, holding it tightly as she turned her body around. She bowed her head many times, thanking Dylan again for his kindness.

While the two were in that place, the sound of knocking on the door was clearly heard from outside the room. Dylan glanced slowly in that direction, and Rose did the same.

"Come in. The door is unlocked," Rose said.

The wooden door opened, revealing Beatrice, who came in alone. Today was the first day Dylan saw Beatrice after years of separation. She had grown into a beautiful woman with fair skin, real russet hair, and two large breasts.

The beauty of her body was covered by the long clothes she always wore, like a long dress but looking shabby in places. Dylan smiled. She was still acting the same as he remembered.

"Sorry, Mother Rose. Someone is looking for you downstairs," Beatrice replied.

"It must be them," Rose said.

She put the black suitcase on the wooden table and invited Beatrice in to accompany Dylan. Beatrice nodded, entering the room as she closed the door to Rose's study.

"After hearing that we're all moving into the orphanage, the children downstairs can't hide their happiness," Beatrice said, walking over to Dylan and sitting right next to him on an empty wooden chair.

"I'm glad they're happy, and you're happy," Dylan said.

"I'm glad we can move back home. It's so much freer there, different than here," Beatrice replied.

"It's not that I don't like it here; it's near the city, so we walk around a lot, but somehow, my heart feels more comfortable at the orphanage," Beatrice chimed in, looking nervous when she got the chance to talk to her childhood friend again.

"Haha. I can see it clearly from your eyes and your demeanour."

Beatrice smiled a simple smile. The two continued talking about many things, from memories of when the two were children, to the separation between Beatrice and Dylan when he said goodbye to go to work.

"How did you come to bear the name Sullivan?" Beatrice asked.

"My parents, Richard and Louis, when they gave birth to me they decided to put me in an orphanage on the condition that no one could adopt me. They were the ones who gave me the name Dylan Perry," Dylan replies.

"I'm starting to understand why they put me in an orphanage. They just wanted me to live as a commoner and understand the world from a commoner's perspective, not as a businessman or a rich person," Dylan explains.

"That will keep you humble and not arrogant, won't it?" asked Beatrice.

"I hope so, but the temptation of the Sullivan family fortune is very tempting. I will try to remain humble," explained Dylan.

"I'm sure you will. You're such a nice guy, and don't hesitate to make friends with anyone," Beatrice replied.

Both of them laughed together at that, Beatrice remembering the embarrassing things they used to do, while Dylan laughed because he used to be so nice that he was almost known by everyone.

The chemistry between the two had been so well established, now it was growing again after a long time of withering without ever visiting. Seeing Beatrice's cheerful demeanor and beautiful face, Dylan felt his heart flutter.

Dylan grasped Beatrice's hand tightly. Beatrice looked down slightly, seeing Dylan's hand had grasped her.

"I have to go. I have a lot to do," Beatrice said, looking awkward as she walked away.

Dylan sighed softly. He shook his head, slowly realizing what he was doing right now. He got up and walked over to the door of Rose's study. The wooden door opened, and Dylan walked out.

He overheard an argument downstairs between a woman and a man. Dylan walked down the stairs, arrived at the first floor and saw Sister Rose arguing with a man.

"What's wrong?" Dylan asked Beatrice.

"Debt collectors, today is the deadline to pay the debt owed to them on behalf of this home," Beatrice replied.

"Oh, have you paid it yet? How much do you owe with interest?" asked Dylan, curious.

"About $30,000, including debt and interest," said Beatrice.

Beatrice paused, stepping forward as she tried to calm Rose down while arguing with two large men dressed all in black. Right behind the two of them, Maya was still standing with five male bodyguards.

"We only have $15000. Can you give us a waiver for the rest?" asked Rose pleadingly.

The orphanage children looked terrified, especially after hearing Rose's voice so softly, as if she was begging. Dylan couldn't let this happen. He stepped closer to Rose as his left hand seemed to grip the old woman's shoulder.

"Keep the money for the kids. Let me handle this," Dylan retorted.

"Who are you? Do you want to fight?" groaned one of the men.

"Maya," called Dylan.

Maya appeared to walk in from behind the two men. Now, she was right in front of Dylan, ready with her cell phone in hand.

"Is there anything you need, Mr. Dylan?" she asked.

"Pay off this orphanage's debts and pay them the money," Dylan said.

"All right, Mr. Dylan," Maya replied.

Now, the two men were communicating with Maya about the amount of the orphanage's debt. Rose tugged on Dylan's clothes, asking the man not to interfere in the orphanage's affairs. He had helped her so much.

"I can't rest easy if you're in debt. I haven't given you my donation yet anyway. Is $100,000 enough?" Dylan asked.

"I-It's more than enough to fund the orphanage," Rose said.

"That's good. Once Maya completes the debts, she will send the money to your account. Use the money wisely for the happiness of the orphanage children."