Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

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Chapter 5

Chapter 5

When they got back to the Adler family home, the day was still young. It was a weekday, so Kelvin was getting ready to head -out for work.

The maid quickly ran after him, handing him a cup of coffee. After that, she swiftly cleared the breakfast table and, with th help of another servant, brought out the breakfast that had been prepared.

Maybe because she’d been told in advance, the maid took Yvonne’s presence in the house like it was no big deal–just the way it should be.

Yvonne sat quietly at the table, chewing on her bread without saying a word.

When she was done eating, she quietly leaned over to Jeremy and softly asked, “Brother, is it just us here?”

Jeremy shook his head. “No, you’ve got three other brothers, too. But right now, it’s just me and the third brother at home. The others aren’t here.”

The family setup was simple and easy to remember–no confusion there.

After hearing that. Yvonne raised her soft, pale face and asked in her sweet, innocent voice, “What about the third brother? Can I meet him?”

Jeremy paused for a second, his hand hanging by his side. His lips pressed into a thin line, and his eyes darkened. “He isn’t feeling well. He’s resting.”

Yvonne nodded, understanding. But when she saw him preparing to leave, she stood up, eyes filled with reluctance as she looked at him.

At the right moment, the maid brought over his school jacket, which Jeremy grabbed and held in his hands

He looked down at her and said patiently. “I’m heading to school now. I won’t be back until tonight. Don’t go running around the house, okay?

“Lillian will take you to your room once she’s done. Be good and wait for me.

Yvonne, still new to the house, clung to her brother, but she understood that she couldn’t hold him up. She quickly stepped aside, making room for him. “Got it, Jeremy. I’ll wait for you.”

Seeing how obedient she was, Jeremy’s fingers twitched for a second, and after a brief hesitation, he awkwardly reached out and ruffled her hair. “Be good, alright? I’ll bring you something nice when I get back.

face lit up instantly. “Okay!”

excited about the treats–no, it was because Jeremy had patted her on the head. That little gesture made her heart

on the couch for a

Bennett finished cleaning up, she led Yvonne to her room. The room was spotless, clearly never used before, with brand–new furniture and unopened

forget?” Lillian said, slapping her head in frustration. The blankets haven’t been aired out, the no siteets aren’t washed, the mattress still hasn’t been unwrapped…

she caught the last part. “Lillian, you’re not old!” Yvonne said seriously, her baby voice

Chapter 5

Miss, you’re too sweet…

age–even Lillian, who’d been working at the supermarket for years, wasn’t immune

one might hurt herself in

soon and come get you to head back

everything was in place, she turned and went back to finish

delicate wooden bench, soaking up the rare moment

from a distance, she jumped up without thinking and

was pulled back just enough to

grabbed by the sight of the little girl darting around.

His skin was a sickly, cold white, but despite his frailty, he was

them that drew you in, but his overall appearance screamed someone

almost haunted vibe. His lips were pale, barely tinted with pink, and aside from

body made it obvious that he didn’t have much

watching Yvonne, noticing that while her clothes weren’t anything

her trouble–probably from some old injury–but it didn’t dampen

was like a bird–free and unburdened–completely

his pale fingers pressing against the

there was a knock at the door. “Mr. Adler, your medicine’s

expression neutral, and slowly let his hand

slid shut, blocking off the outside world. The servant entered, carrying the bowl of medicine, and the bitter, nauseating smell hit the air even before he got

liquid was thick and dark, looking every bit as gross as it smelled. Yet, Charles didn’t flinch or show any sign of resistance, as if he’d

of his throat, he choked,

before the coughing subsided, leaving his

Charles spoke, his voice flat. “Take that pot

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