The nightingale lives

Chapter 1494: 1494. Humanity is not divided into men and women.


Chapter 1494: 1494. Humanity is not divided into men and women.


Elly Campbell initially came here not for this infrastructure project, but to assess the situation of the children in the mountain region.


Now that she had a general understanding, it was only natural for her to return to Boston to carefully draft a donation plan and help a few of the children she had taken a liking to.


As for Adam Jones, his reason for coming here was purely because his wife was here. If his wife wanted to go back, he would certainly follow her back without hesitation.


The helicopter was parked on a clearing in the mountains. If they wanted to leave, they could leave at any moment without needing to plan a specific time.


After discussing it, Elly went to bid farewell to the Village Chief and informed another studious child about her departure.


The children were a bit reluctant, but they understood that Teacher Campbell was only temporarily teaching them. A few days ago, Miss Brown and her son had already left.


It was only expected that Teacher Campbell would leave as well.


After saying her goodbyes, the couple planned to return to Boston before nightfall.


They had two little ones waiting for them at home, and they couldn’t leave them unattended for too long.


Sophia Taylor only learned that the Jones couple was leaving Atlanta Baker for Boston from one of the children she tutored.


When she heard this, she didn’t even finish her tutoring session and rushed over to Elly’s original living quarters to find her.


By the time Sophia arrived, the helicopter was already in place, with the ladder lowered, waiting.


Seeing this, Sophia exhaled a sigh of relief but couldn’t help feeling a bit angry.


So much for being friends—how could she leave without even saying a word?


But this dissatisfaction wasn’t something she dared to show in front of Elly.


Forcing a smile, she pointed at the helicopter behind Elly and asked,


“Teacher Campbell, are you leaving?”


“Yes.”


Elly nodded, pretending not to notice the fleeting gloom in Sophia’s eyes.


Sophia’s face showed a trace of reluctance. “Why so suddenly? You didn’t even say goodbye.”


“I already told the Village Chief. You can ask him about it, it’s the same thing.”


Elly’s reply was matter-of-fact, without the slightest awareness of how “heartless” her words felt, cutting deep.


Even Adam, standing nearby, cast a thoughtful glance at his wife.


He knew her well. To those she admired, she was warm and wholehearted. But to those she disliked, she wouldn’t hesitate to crush their spirits mercilessly.


He remembered how his wife had once spoken highly of this volunteer teacher and had enthusiastically invited her to dinner at their place. How had her attitude shifted so drastically since then?


That way she went from cherishing someone to ruthlessly tearing them apart—he had seen it too many times before.


However, Island Master Jones would never think his wife was at fault. It had to be this volunteer teacher who did something to upset her.


With that thought, Island Master Jones positioned his tall figure behind his wife, exuding the stance of someone ready to “fight” on her behalf.


In Island Master Jones’s eyes, humanity wasn’t divided by gender—it was divided into two types: those who were friends of his wife, and those who were enemies of his wife.


Sophia was indeed devastated by Elly’s response, shattered into pieces.


She had thought they were equals, good friends who would naturally inform each other of plans and whereabouts. Yet Elly’s words made it glaringly clear that it wasn’t the case.


Elly clearly communicated to her: You are not my friend. In fact, I don’t even regard you as someone worth noticing.


Even leaving didn’t warrant so much as a mention.