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.

lit up

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

Jeremy left, Yvonne sat quietly on

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

haven’t been aired out, the no siteets aren’t washed, the mattress still hasn’t been unwrapped… So much to do. Getting old is no joke!“.

talking fast, and though Yvonne didn’t understand all of it, she caught the last part.

Chapter 5

Miss, you’re

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

little one might hurt herself in there, she decided to take her out to the

get you to

was in place, she turned and went back to

bench, soaking up

without thinking and rushed over to help. even though she knew she didn’t have much to offer.

above the garden, a gray curtain was pulled back

casually, but his attention was immediately grabbed by the sight of the little girl darting around. Charles Adler couldn’t seem

was pale, almost unnaturally so, his thin frame more fragile than anyone could ignore. His skin was a sickly, cold white, but despite

them that drew you in, but his overall appearance screamed someone who’d been sick

were faintly bloodshot, giving him a brooding, almost haunted vibe. His lips were pale, barely tinted with pink, and aside from that, there was no

obvious that he didn’t

that while her clothes weren’t anything extravagant, they were

from

a bird–free and

stare at her, his pale

the door.

and slowly let his hand drop from the glass.

gray curtains 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

Yet, Charles didn’t flinch or show any sign of resistance,

herbs hit the back of his throat, he choked,

subsided, leaving his face

servant left with the empty bowl, Charles spoke, his voice flat. “Take that pot

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