SOME THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE

CHAPTER 92

Julianna took her daughter’s small hand and then stopped and squatted down, putting her hands on the daughter’s shoulders.

“Raya, Mommy is going on an errand, so be good and wait here for Mommy, and remember not to wander around.”

She was very worried about her daughter, and she wanted to let her come along, but it was really inconvenient. She could only leave her daughter there temporarily.

Raya nodded her head and hugged the doll in her hands. Ever since she had this doll, she had been carrying it everywhere she went.

“Raya understands. Raya will not wander around and will wait for Mommy here. The doll will accompany her so Raya is not afraid.”

She smiled shyly and hugged the doll close to her face. She was a good child and had always listened to her mother.

Julianna rubbed her daughter’s hair and let her sit on the steps, and then she left to deliver her things. She walked briskly as she wished to send the delivery fast and go back home early. There were a lot of clothes to wash at home.

Raya waited for Julianna’s figure to disappear before pressing her lips together and hugging the doll in her arms. Her sparkling eyes observed her surroundings. There were many people at that time, and a lot of people did not understand why such a pretty child could be sitting there alone.

Lonely and heartbreaking.

“Little girl, are you here alone? Where are your parents?” A man hung around sneakily for a long time before sitting next to Raya, his eyes flashing with a malicious light. He lowered his head and sized up Raya’s cute face. A pretty girl like her would surely sell for a good price.

Raya raised her head and furrowed her little eyebrows. “Mommy went to deliver stuff and will be back soon.” Even though she didn’t like this man, she still answered. Her Mommy always told her to be polite to people.

“Oh, I see.” The trafficker’s smile widened. He took out candy from his pocket. “Little girl, Uncle has some sweets, do you want one?”

He put the candy in front of Raya and shook it in front of her on purpose. Children loved candy the most.

Raya’s eyes followed the sweet to and fro, but after a long time, she lowered her head and said, “Mommy said I can’t eat something from a stranger.”

“Don’t worry, little girl. Uncle is not a bad person. Uncle just finds you cute and really likes you.” The trafficker smiled again, but this time, his eyes flashed with frustration. Why was this kid so hard to deal with?

“Mommy said that bad people will not say that they are bad.” Her eyes widened into round circles, the seriousness on her face could parallel that of an adult’s.

The trafficker choked on his own saliva and gave a dry cough. “Look at Uncle. I don’t look like a bad guy,” he said, trying to make his smile pleasant.

Raya tilted her head and thought seriously, and then she nodded her head.

The trafficker let out a breath of relief.

“Uncle looks like a bad person.” She hugged her doll tightly. She did not like the way this man looked at her.

The trafficker’s eyes twitched, and his eyes filled with viciousness.

“Uncle will take you to find your mother, okay? She told me to pick you up.” He was still smiling, but his smile had become less warm.

Raya hugged her doll stubbornly. “Mommy will never lie to Raya. She said she would come and pick me up herself. Raya is not leaving and staying here to wait for Mommy.”

She did not want to go with him. Mommy told her to wait so she would wait. This uncle seemed just like the bad guy who would bully children in the stories her mother had read to her.

The trafficker stood up and looked around, seeing that no one was there. He reached his hand out, intending to take the child away.

This child was difficult to deceive, so this way was the easiest.

“What are you trying to do?” A teasing voice rang out, and the man froze, his hand mid-air.

He turned around and saw a man dressed in off-white casual clothes leaning against a car. Even though his clothes are plain and simple, with a closer look, one would see that he was clad in designer’s clothing from top to bottom.

The man was extremely handsome, and the corners of his lips always hung with a faint, mocking smile.

“It is none of your business. Scram if you don’t want to die.” The trafficker warned the uninvited guest, his heart filled with hatred. If not for this unexpected guest, the child would already be his.

“None of my business?” You’re trying to kidnap my daughter, and it’s none of my business?” The man laughed coldly, and he lied without batting an eyelid.

He was not even married yet, not to mention having a child. Unless it popped out of a boulder.

The trafficker’s eyes flickered and looked at the clothes on the man, and then the car behind him. At this moment, the car door opened; and an even more handsome man appeared. His cold gaze and icy expression made the small-eyed man shudder uncontrollably.

Raya hugged the doll and blinked her eyes. She then stood up and started to run towards the smiling man, soon hugging his leg.

The trafficker broke out in cold sweat. No wonder this child was so good-looking. It was the genes. He had offended someone he could not afford to offend.

“I’m sorry, it was just a joke.” He laughed dryly, backing away and then running away when no one was there—as if he was being hunted.

After a while, he was out of sight. He had perfected the skill of escaping.

“What a clever child.” The man’s lips curled up into a smile, and then he bent down to pick up the soft body. She was really cute and really pretty. No wonder that man wanted to kidnap her. He could relate. If he brought this child back to the queen at home, then she would not keep forcing him to get married and have a child.

Look at this child. Isn’t she beautiful and cute? How can one give birth to such a cute baby? Could she be fake?”

The man who was always in front of the car walked over and put his hands in his pockets. He narrowed his eyes and saw the little girl with a pair of big eyes, a small face like an apple, and rosy red lips in his lover’s arms. He gave a brief nod. “Yes, she is really beautiful. Anton , you can’t be thinking of bringing her home?”