Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 61

Chapter 64

After lan left, he didn’t return, likely getting tangled up with Victor.

The moon hung high in the sky, its pale light streaming through the attic window, casting a soft glow on the floor and brightening the room.

Yvonne was getting sleepy, her eyelids heavy when she thought she heard the door creak open.

The door opened just a crack, then closed again with barely a sound.

The room was dimly lit, the soft yellow light from a nearby lamp illuminating the space just enough.

Yvonne, snuggled in her blanket, began to doze off once more. Half–asleep, she guessed it was Ian who had quietly slipped in, but the footsteps faded as soon as they appeared, and Yvonne drifted back into slumber.

The next morning, a cool breeze, tinged with dampness, slipped through the open attic window. The wind was unusually strong, causing the fixed window to creak and groan.

This gust of wind was persistent, and it ruffled through the sleeping girl’s hair, coaxing her from her deep sleep. She whimpered, pulling herself deeper into the warmth of the blanket.

Despite the large bed, only an eighth of the blanket had shifted, with no creases or folds anywhere else. Yvonne tugged at the blanket, but it was too heavy. She reluctantly opened her eyes, taking a few moments to adjust.

The sky was overcast, a thick fog hanging in the air. It was probably around five in the morning-

Groggily, she climbed out of bed, stretching her limbs before reaching for the clothes she had chosen for the day. She placed them in the warm blanket to heat them up, then, once satisfied, slipped into her clothes.

through the room, sending a shiver down her spine. The cold air ran up her back, causing her to shudder,

before rushing

over to the wardrobe, pulled out a fuzzy coat, and draped it over herself.

worn by the wives of wealthy families. Wrapped tightly, with her fluffy hair, she looked like a disheveled

the door and made her

watching over her, but she was still asleep, leaving Yvonne to roam the house alone.

wind blew, and the dew fell like rain, the air fresh and invigorating. It was the kind of

path she had taken last night, but she didn’t mind. Wrapped in her fluffy coat, she wandered aimlessly,

nose–fragrant, sweet, and

middle of the colonnade. The yellow blossoms peeked

her. The soft petals settled on her fuzzy shawl, like delicate snowflakes, dusting her with

1/2

Wed, 26 Mar AM.

Chapter 64

seemed to be adorning her, as if the tree was saying thanks. Yvonne smiled sweetly, her eyes bright as she looked around. After confirming no

she did, the tree seemed to respond, almost as if it

fragrance of the osmanthus, filling the entire estate with

wrapped her shawl more tightly around herself, preparing to leave. But just as she turned to go, a sudden shower of osmanthus flowers fell around her, as though the

softly, blanketing her with

whispered to the tree with a little laugh, feeling as

playfully, though not enough

from the tree, her spirits lifted by the serene