Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 1413:

Deciding the girl’s fate was out of their hands, they left without further protest.

As the dust settled, the representative turned to Collier, glancing at the girl still trapped in his grasp. “Mr. Klein, what should we do with her?”

Collier let out a low chuckle, his gaze locking onto the girl’s furious, indignant expression. “I’m the one who almost got stolen from, yet you’re the one acting offended? Come on. I’m taking you straight to the police station.”

The mere mention of “police station” drained the color from the girl’s face. Theft was a serious crime in this place, and a trip to the police station spelled nothing short of disaster.

Her dirt-streaked face quivered, and her eyes—wide and strikingly bright—were suddenly brimming with unshed tears. The hatred she had harbored toward Collier melted away in an instant, replaced by sheer panic. A sob tore from her throat, loud and desperate. “I’m sorry, sir! I shouldn’t have stolen! Please let me go! I know I was wrong! If you send me to the police station, my family will starve!” She was crying so pitifully that even the subordinate she had shoved earlier could barely stand to watch.

The local representative stepped forward, arms crossed, unimpressed. “Mr. Klein, don’t fall for her act. These street kids are undisciplined thieves. Whenever they get caught, they put on a tragic little show, but their families don’t actually rely on them. They’re nothing but trouble.”

won’t survive!” Her gaze flickered back to Collier. “Sir, you seem like

remarks, the two voices overlapping in a noisy debate. Collier, growing weary of the back-and-forth,

“Take me to your home. If things are as you say, I’ll let you

for a beat

wasn’t a home—it was

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small voices piped

by one, tiny heads peeked out from behind tattered cloth acting as a doorway. There

hollow with hunger. Some bore

“Sis, who are they?”

uncertainty. The smallest one clung to the girl’s

was starving too, but she reached down and gently patted the little one’s head. Her tired eyes