Chapter 1400 - 688: I’ve Got A Lot Of Treasures

"Alex," she said, her eyes wide open, "it wasn't my stomach rumbling, it was yours!" 

"... Huh?" His hand holding the bread looked awkward.

"Alex, are you hungry, too?" she asked happily.

"I, I..." he clenched his teeth as he said, "I'm not hungry. You can eat."

"No, no," she whispered, holding his hand mysteriously. "Let's have something delicious!" 

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Delicious?"

"I've got a lot of treasures!" She patted her backpack proudly. Then she unzipped it.

Alexander took one look and was instantly shocked.

This backpack was full of snacks. Crisps, chocolate, sweets, cookies, chicken wings... or whatnot!!

The reason he was shocked was that Heather, who was a little girl, could actually carry such a heavy backpack full of snacks on her back!

No wonder when he first saw her, she was staggering. He thought it was because Heather was very young that she couldn't walk steadily. However, it turned out she had been enc_u_mbered by piles of food...

She was a real foodie!

"Alex, here you are!" She generously handed some cookies to Alexander.

"We'll eat them in secret, so the bad guys won't know!"

He took the cookies and asked as he felt a little speechless, "Why did you bring so much food?"

"I was running away from home, so of course I should take food, or what if I got hungry?" she said confidently.

Alright. He found out he really couldn't refute it. He looked at the backpack of snacks, suddenly asked, "Don't your parents control you or prevent you from eating so many snacks?"

Heather ate too many snacks. She was fatter than an average child, and now she was a chubby little girl.

"Yes," said Heather, grinning. "but I love it when mum and dad control me. When they scolded me, I knew they really loved me, so I ate more!"

"..." He didn't know how many more times he would be speechless. Heather was actually a little rebellious. It seemed that she tended to do whatever her parents didn't want her to do.

However, her parents loved her. Otherwise, they wouldn't allow her to eat any snacks or prepare so many snacks for her, who carried a backpack of snacks and ran away from home.

When it came to Joshua and Hazel, Heather lowered her head like a wounded puppy. "I miss my mom and dad. But, Alex, where do you think these bad guys will take us? Will I never see my mom and dad again?"

When she thought of it, she felt despondent.

Even though her bad dad had been competing with her for her dear mom, he was super kind to her. Usually, no matter what she wanted, he would give her. Besides, he always gently talked to her and cooked a lot of delicious food.

As for her mom, Heather loved her the most. She told Heather a lot of bedtime stories, so Heather liked to sleep with her. However, Heather didn't know why every time she would wake up the next day alone in her room after sleeping with her mom.

Thinking of this, Heather felt even sadder.

"Wah-wah... I'm so sad." She ripped open a packet of chocolates and stuffed them sadly into her mouth.

Although it made Alexander's heart ache, he was a bit speechless. It turned out her way to ease her grief was to eat…

"Don't be afraid, Heather. We'll definitely be saved," he comforted her.

"Really?" she blinked and asked. "But who's going to save us?"

"When we were arrested, we made a big noise, someone should call the police..." he said, somewhat uncertain.

"Huh?" She asked, confused, "What if no one calls the police?"

His heart instantly sank.

It had to be said that the kidnapping had happened very quickly. These human traffickers must have been keeping an eye on the two kids before they were kidnapped. Hence, even if someone saw them, they wouldn't necessarily react in time.

If no one called the police, he and Heather would probably be sold to the hinterland by the human traffickers. He wasn't scared, but... he didn't want Heather to be sold. She had such a happy family. How sad would her parents be if she left her parents?

Taking a deep breath, he wore a grave face.

"Are you full, Heather?" he asked.

"Ah? Mm, I'm full," she said.

"Okay, let's put these things away. Don't worry, I'll let them set us free." He helped her pack the snacks and the empty snack bags in case a human trafficker found them.

"Alex, how will you get these bad guys to set us free?" she asked curiously.

"Be good," he gently rubbed her hair, "Don't worry, just wait."

She nodded obediently.

He stepped forward and knocked at the door again. Originally, he was very unwilling to contact the man even if he was dead, but now, he decided to ask the man for help for Heather's sake.

"What do you want, brat?!" shouted the human trafficker impatiently outside the door. 

"Sir," Alexander said quietly, "You must be bored since you're alone. Let's talk. How much do you think Heather and I are worth?"

The human trafficker was interested. He had seen many abducted children. Some of them kept crying, some trembled with fear, but none of them would ask him how much he was worth.

"Boy, as you are, you are old enough, so you can remember many things. If you are sold, we won't get a very good price," the human trafficker felt it was a pity, adding, "but the little girl is good-looking. You two are probably worth seventy or eighty thousand dollars."

"How much can you get, sir?" Alexander continued asking.

The human trafficker's face darkened.

Alexander added fuel to the fire. "There are so many people in your team. Will you get ten thousand dollars?"

The human trafficker looked more unhappy and did not speak. There were ten of them, but he was the weakest one. Ten thousand? He couldn't even get five thousand dollars.

"You brat, shut up!" he growled impatiently.

"Sir, you're so angry. Does it mean you can only get three or four thousand dollars in the end?" Alexander continued speaking, "Sir, you work so hard, but you'll get little money. Don't you think it's unfair?"

"Shut up!" The human trafficker was more annoyed.

"Don't be angry, sir," Alexander smiled coldly as he said, "I'll show you a way to make a lot of money. Do you want to hear it?"