Chapter 1703
Layla sighed.
As they walked, Ellinor suddenly stopped and turned her head to look back. “Baber, what are you daydreaming
about? Hurry up; it’s noon, and the sun is blazing.”
Baber blinked. He initially felt a bit crestfallen, as he thought his mom had forgotten about him. But hearing her call
out to him brightened his mood instantly.
He was about to run towards his mom when Adrian asked, “Bro, can you help me retrieve our kite? I’m worried it’ll
get ruined if it rains.”
Baber agreed to his brother’s request without hesitation. “Sure! Mom, it’s too sunny outside. Take the little ones
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That kite was a gift from their aunt, and he loved it too.
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In their excitement at seeing their mom return, he and his brother abandoned the kite. It had probably landed near
the wall.
Seeing Baber’s determination, Ellinor agreed, taking the younger ones inside while leaving Baber to look for the kite
in the courtyard.
Once inside, she instructed one of the servants to keep an eye on Baber.
Baber ran to the wall of the courtyard to look for the kite. He found it near the small gate towards the backyard and
quickly went to pick it up.
While he was picking up the kite, a voice called out to him.
“Howdy, kiddo. Wanna buy a balloon?”
Baber, holding the kite, stood up to see a man outside the gate, holding a bunch of helium balloons. He shook his
head. “No, thanks. My mom has already bought us plenty of these balloons.”
The balloon seller chuckled. “Smart kid. It’s good to think about saving your mom some money.”
Baber was always polite. “Thanks for the compliment, sir. You should try selling somewhere else. I have to go find
my mom now.”
As Baber was about to run off with the kite, the balloon seller called out to him “Wait a minute, kid. I have
something to tell you.”
Baber stopped, turning around to give him a puzzled look.
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The balloon seller was beckoning him. “Come here, kiddo, Let me talk to you.”
Ellinor had always warned him not to approach strangers. He remembered her advice and cautiously stayed put.
He even took a few steps back. “Sir, you can tell me from there. I can hear you perfectly fine.”
Seeing his cautious demeanor, the balloon seller chuckled again. “There’s no need to be scared, kiddo. I ain’t a bad
guy. Alright, we can talk like this.”
Baber nodded. “Sir, just say what you want to say.”
The balloon seller looked around the large courtyard. “Kiddo, you live in such a big place. Your folks must be pretty
rich, huh? Doesn’t seem like the kind of family that would mind buying a few more balloons. They’re not treating
you well, are they?”
Baber furrowed his brows. “No. My grandparents, aunt, and mom all treat me well. Sir, we’re not buying balloons
because we can’t afford them, but because we’ve already had so many that they’re not fun anymore.”
The balloon seller squinted his eyes. His expression had become inscrutable. “Is that so? But I heard that you’re not
their blood-related child. You were adopted, right? I thought these wealthy families wouldn’t treat an adopted child
as well as a blood-related one.”