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.

up instantly. “Okay!”

was because Jeremy had patted her on the head. That little

on the

Lillian 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…

the last

Chapter 5

you’re too

how old a woman gets, she still cares about her age–even Lillian, who’d been working at the supermarket for

room, but since she was worried the little one might hurt herself in

finish up soon and come get you to head back inside, okay? Lillian spoke softly, like

turned and went

bench, soaking up the rare moment

a distance, she jumped up without thinking

room above the garden, a gray curtain was pulled back just enough to reveal a

the sight of the

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

had a clarity to them that drew you in, but his overall appearance screamed someone

corners of his eyes 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

it obvious that he didn’t have much time left.

noticing that while her clothes weren’t anything extravagant,

ran, it was clear her legs gave her trouble–probably from some old injury–but it didn’t dampen the energy radiating from her.

bird–free and unburdened–completely different from

pale fingers pressing against the cold

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

step back, his expression neutral, and slowly

servant entered, carrying the bowl of

as gross as it smelled. Yet, Charles didn’t flinch or show any

when some of the unstrained herbs hit the back of

took a while before the coughing subsided, leaving his face even paler than before.

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

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