Kiara stared foolishly at the man’s profile.
He looks handsome enough just by holding a straight face.
The genuine smile on his face at this moment softened the cold arrogance on him, adding a hint of tenderness to himself.
The tenderness within this coldness was even more fascinating.
Why doesn’t he like her?
A man who cares about you would never smile when seeing you flirt with other men.
Mr. Foley really has no interest in her.
However, Kiara is not willing to accept it.
So what if he doesn’t like her?
From childhood to adulthood, as long as she sets her eyes on something, she never fails to get it!
Didn’t her ex-husband start being with her reluctantly, only to fall in love with her wholeheartedly later on and wanting to live a good life with her, but unfortunately…
She must win him over!
While Camren was talking to her, he noticed her distraction and followed Kiara’s gaze.
He happened to see Kelvin’s elegant and profound profile, with his back straight, even his silhouette was irresistibly charming.
Completely different from these rural folks.
However, Camren quickly changed to a scornful face.
So what if he’s rich, good-looking, and a city person?
A man who can’t even impregnate women due to his health issues is useless!
He really doesn’t understand why Kiara likes Kelvin.
So he deliberately cleared his throat to remind everyone.
“Keep walking forward for ten more minutes, then cross this valley zone.”
“Okay, thank you for leading the way.”
“Hehe, you’re welcome.”
They climbed up the spiral road from the foot of the mountain.
As the altitude increased, the fog inside the mountain grew heavier, and the surrounding vegetation became denser.
It’s no wonder this is the place with the highest green coverage in Chulae. Even in winter, it still looks lush and green.
A river runs through the middle of the valley, with the water level receding in winter, revealing rocks along the shore.
Low shrubs surround the area, and clusters of bright yellow wild chrysanthemums grow on the cliffs and riverbed, adding a bit of vitality to this winter.
They are about to reach the “warehouse” ahead.
Kiara had made up her mind not to let this transaction go smoothly, so she needed to find a way to delay on the way.
With a bright idea in her mind, she found a rock to sit on and refused to walk any further.
“Camren, my feet are sore, I must have twisted them accidentally just now. Can we take a rest?”
Camren looked at the small wooden house not far ahead, then glanced at Kiara who was pretending to be pitiful.
In the end, lechery overcame reason.
He rubbed his hands and walked towards Kiara, squeezing onto a rock to sit next to her.
“Okay, let’s rest for a while.”
“Kiara, how are your feet? Do you want me to massage them after taking off your shoes?”
He spoke while his eyes squinted as he stared at Kiara’s chest.
The loose-fitting outfit couldn’t hide her curvy body even though it was spacious.
Suppressing her discomfort, Kiara took off her embroidered shoes, and a slender and fair pretty foot was boldly placed on his thigh.
“Sure, Camren, please give me a massage.”
“Sure, I’ll massage them properly!”
His rough and dark hands kept rubbing her foot flirtatiously.
Kiara laughed and quivered, but her eyes were fixed on Mr. Foley not far away, who didn’t bother to look at her, instead, he stood by the riverbank enjoying the scenery.
On the other side, his wife was sitting with a man named Uriel.
They seemed to be chatting about something, and the atmosphere was more harmonious than before.
Camren suddenly kissed Kiara on the face, if it weren’t for the timing, he really wanted to pin her down on the rock.
He knew better than anyone how promiscuous this woman was, she had frequently lured him before.
Kiara, feeling the stolen kiss, kept her brows furrowed and wiped her face with disdain.
“Go, fetch me some water. I’m thirsty.”
“Sure, I’ll go right now.”
As a loyal follower, Camren didn’t mind being called around by the goddess.
He happily went to pick water with banana leaves.
The river here flows down from the mountain, and because it is not polluted and very clean, the people in the village usually drink this river water directly and use it to wash their clothes.
“Kiara, the water is here.”
After receiving the water, Kiara put on her embroidered shoes and walked towards Kelvin, swaying her waist.
“Mr. Foley, you’ve been walking for a long time. Do you want to rest and have some water?”
Kelvin was suddenly taken aback by the sweet voice behind him, feeling a physiological discomfort.
He glanced sideways, his deep-set eyes raised, and his aloofness made it difficult for people to look directly at him.
“No, thank you!”
Seeing this scene, Camren felt a bit uncomfortable and expressed his dissatisfaction loudly.
“Kiara, this water was specially prepared for you. How can you give it to him to drink? Mr. Foley is married, doesn’t his wife take care of him?”
Alisha, who was mentioned, twitched her lips.
She dared not go and show affection. Mr. Foley was as cold as ice.
“Cough, my mistake. Then… do you want water?” She really couldn’t bring herself to say “honey” out loud.
Kelvin shook his head. “No, I’ve rested enough. Let’s continue walking.”
Kiara’s suspicious eyes flickered between the two, always feeling that Mr. Foley and his wife did not look like a real couple.
Since she couldn’t take action on the way, she might as well directly drug Kelvin at the destination, even if it wasted a little more medicine.
After getting ready, they continued forward and soon arrived at the “warehouse”.
These traffickers were quite cunning. They actually kept the captured children in a dilapidated temple halfway up the mountain.
The temple looked somewhat aged, covered with dust, and had many fruits and candles that had been partially burned.
The area was not large, only about fifteen or sixteen square meters, with candles burning halfway down, and rotten fruits.
The statue in the middle seemed somewhat sinister and terrifying.
Uriel explained in a low voice by his ear, “This is Black Magic God.”
Any family that raises magic insects must worship Black Magic God., otherwise, they will be attacked by the magic insects they raise.
Kelvin’s scalp tingled, and he asked, “Do people in this village raise magic insects?”
Uriel was not sure about this.
He did remember a local legend, but that was many years ago.
“I don’t know if there are people raising magic insects in Mountmend, but according to the local elders, twenty years ago, three villages here were wiped out overnight because they were cursed by magic.”
Kelvin muttered in a low voice with a somber tone. “I didn’t expect that the black magic was actually real.”