Beryl's POV:
Arron and I hid in a corner of the park and munched on a few biscuits. Soon, a group of convoys pulled to a stop in front of the hotel opposite the park.
The convoy consisted of one limousine and three smaller vans.
As soon as they arrived, a group of well-dressed men, women, and children walked out of the hotel. Presumably, these people were the businessmen in charge of these goods.
Then several men in black loaded the cloth-covered baskets into the vans. I figured that the baskets contained precious gemstones.
After all, the border was rich in natural resources, namely precious stones. In order to promote the development of the pack's economy, Mommy also allowed outsiders to utilize our mines. But I didn't know what their agreement was exactly. After all, I was just a little girl and Mommy didn't talk to me about these things. I only heard her talking about it in her study.
When the assistants were done loading the baskets, I grabbed Arron's hand and ran to the van.
The group of businessmen were already waiting in line to get in the car. Arron and I stopped at the end of the line.
Two middle-aged werewolves in the line saw us and asked in surprise, "Little ones, where are your parents? I didn't see you two earlier."
"My brother and I went to buy some snacks just now. Our mother's already waiting for us in the car."
I smiled sweetly and pulled out a bar of chocolate from my pocket and offered it to the middle-aged werewolf.
"Try it! It's very yummy. Mommy said that this kind of candy is only sold here."
Right on cue, Arron also pulled out a strawberry -flavored candy from his pocket and put it in the palm of the middle-aged werewolf.
"You keep it. I'm a grown up now; I don't really eat candy." The werewolf laughed happily. He was obviously amused by our antics. Instead of taking our candies, he stepped aside and helped us into the car.
Arron and I thanked him politely. Then we scurried to the back of the van and took the empty seats in the last row. Beside us, there was a she-wolf in a beige dress. She glanced at us but said nothing. Maybe she thought we were the kids of one of the businessmen.
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