Chapter 213 Left Something Important Behind âWhat a big helicopter!â
âIt must be cool to sit on it!â
The children were envious.
âWhat a pity. We couldâve turned them in before they left.â
Meanwhile, some children felt disappointed.
The helicopter slowly left the ground and flew away.
âLetâs go!â
A five-year-old boy, carrying more ores than he could carry, followed his companions.
From time to time, he would look in the helicopterâs direction and wonder if its passengers would be back.
In the meantime, Bradley was on his way to the village to deliver things. He frowned when he saw those children.
Isnât life too hard for these little kids?
âChildren, where are you heading? Iâll take you there.â He lowered the window and pulled up beside them.
The kids cast a vigilant look at the driver and remained silent.
Why are they looking at me as if Iâm a human trafficker?
Feeling awkward, Bradley explained, âIâm not a bad person. Iâm going to the village chiefâs house now. Are you from this village?â
Despite his kindness, the children only looked at him. They did not dare to get in his car even though they really wanted to take up his offer. After all, he was a stranger.
Just then, he saw the youngest child and felt a pang of sadness in his heart when he met the little boyâs crystal-clear eyes.
The boy was so young, but the weight of his basket was not much lesser than his companionsâ.
How pitiful.
âIt doesnât matter if you donât want to take a ride. I have some food here. You can share them.â
Bradley handed them a loaf of bread and some fruits.
Still, no one dared to accept.
Suddenly, he was at a loss.
âI live there, and Iâm really on my way to the village chiefâs house. Since Iâm leaving the village soon, Iâm giving this to you. Take it!â
Moments later, the eldest child stepped forward and took it. âThank you.â
âYouâre welcome! Would you like to get in the car? Iâll give you a ride,â Bradley offered again.
Seeing that they came out to make money at such a young age, he could not stop himself from offering his help.
âNo, thanks. We donât want to dirty your car.â
âThatâs all right.â Bradley got out of his car and opened the trunk.
Then he reached out to take the basket from the youngest child, who widened his eyes and kept his distance.
Scratching his head, Bradley explained, âIâm not a bad person. I only want to help you. Where are you carrying these? Iâll send you there.â
âThat wonât be necessary, mister.â
The children did not lower their guard, no matter what Bradley said. Their parents had probably warned them not to get into a strangerâs car.
âWhy donât you put the basket in my car, and Iâll follow you while you walk?â
The kids shook their heads in response.
Since they kept refusing him, Bradley gave up and drove away.
âHe doesnât look like a bad guy.â
âYeah, and he gave us a lot of food.â
The More the Merrier ï¤Chapter 212 EX-husband Groveling to Me ï¤Chapter 730 Let Victor Shoot For You âPreviously, we even planned to go and see if theyâre human traffickers. Iâm glad we didnât do it?â
âWe canât be sure if heâs a bad guy or not. Anyway, my mother said we shouldnât follow a stranger. Or else weâll be abducted.â
âYes, weâre kids. Itâs better to be careful.â
On his way back after the delivery to the village chiefâs house, Bradley saw those children at the entrance of the village.
Hence, he greeted them before driving past them.
He could not help but glance at the rear-view mirror.
Then, he saw one child whip around to look at the car before turning back and following everyone else.
Poor children. They have to help their families at such a young age.
Shaking those thoughts off, he packed up his belongings and drove back to Dellmoor.
On the flight, Arissa felt an inexplicable emptiness, as if she had left something important behind.
However, she retraced her steps mentally and was sure that she had packed everything.
âAre you reluctant to leave?â