Anastasia stopped a cab immediately and headed back home. While she was heading home, she couldn’t stop feeling embarrassed. Who would have told her it was that same rude and annoying poor worker that she was going to meet there?

“Oh my god!” Anastasia yelled, catching the cab driver off guard.

She was so loud that the cab driver had to stop the car. He turned to look at her but she was oblivious to his look.

It suddenly knocks Anastasia that the poor worker she met at the orphanage she visited a few days ago was Vincenzo.

“Madam, are you okay?” The driver asked Anastasia, concerned.

Anastasia raised her...