Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

At this thought, Jeremy’s gaze landed on the remaining half of the cake.

Yvonne, standing on her tiptoes, grinned widely, Jeremy, cut here! This piece is the prettiest!”

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Jeremy followed her request, cutting the most delicate slice of cake. He grabbed a knife and fork from the tray, mumbled something to the little one, and then turned to walk out.

Charles’s room was at the end of the hallway, oddly quiet.

Jeremy knocked softly, then gave it another tap. After a second, the door handle slowly turned, and the white door creaked

open without a sound.

Standing in the doorway, he held the small cake with both hands and softly called out, “Hey, Charles”

Charles glanced at the cake in his hands, his long lashes fluttering just a little, but he didn’t say anything

Jeremy cleared his throat, “Uh, this is the cake I got for Yvonne tonight. Want to try a bite?” He paused, then added with a smirk. It’s super sweet”

Charles lifted his eyes, then asked, as if out of nowhere, “Her name’s Yvonne?”

“Yeah. Mentioning Yvonne made Jeremy’s words come our fast. I went to the orphanage with Dad this morning to adopt her. She’s really well–behaved. By the way, have you met her?”

Charles, resting his hand against his lips, coughed a few times, his voice quiet. “Yeah, I’ve seen her. In the garden.”

“Oh, okay.”

The silence fell again.

It wasn’t until a while later that Jeremy finally spoke up to break the awkward pause. “Well, if you don’t want the cake. I’ll just take it out.”

He was fully ready for rejection, but to his surprise, Charles raised his hand and, with an almost delicate motion, took the cake from him. Thanks.”

After the door clicked shut, Jeremy stood frozen for a while, not quite able to process what had just happened.

He hadn’t expected Charles to actually accept the cake, and even thank him.

His hand, which had been hanging at his side, unconsciously tightened into a fist, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

was just Yvonne and Jeremy at

for a while but finally couldn’t help herself. “Jeremy, is Mr. Kelvin Adler not coming

great mood, casually turned to answer, “Well, when work’s crazy,

got it. Yvonne lowered her eyes and stared at

a healthy appetite at dinner–she hadn’t eaten much

seven. Jeremy had to go out for something, and Yvonne went back

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