Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 65

Yvonne, covered from head to toe in soft white fuzz, her hair adorned with leaves and fallen petals, dashed through the woods, looking like a little Samoyed puppy.

So

Tinley froze for a moment, the still waters of her heart rippling just slightly.

Yvonne shook her head, feeling dizzy from the movement, but not a single leaf fell from her hair.

The little girl was starting to get frustrated.

She reached up and grabbed a large handful of leaves off her head. Why were they all falling on her?

With a determined huff, she took off her shawl and carefully patted off the leaves and flowers from it. It was a little cold, and she shivered before quickly wrapping it back around her.

In the flowerbed before her, there were several delicate flowers–three “drunken hibiscuses, though only a few were blooming.

She had never seen flowers like these before, and honestly, she hadn’t seen many flowers at all. Growing up in the orphanage, her exposure to nature was limited.

Yvonne had followed the scent here, the unmistakable fragrance of a flower she herself could cultivate.

Standing beneath the tree, Yvonne looked up–and was startled to see someone standing by the window.

It was a very thin woman, pale with an almost sickly hue to her skin. Her bones were sharply defined, her features strikingly delicate. Yet her eyes were tired and weathered, as if time had carved its marks deep into her soul.

Even so, she still had an undeniable elegance.

Yvonne blinked, staring at the woman. She felt that this face was somehow familiar… but couldn’t place where from.

“Hello,” Yvonne called up, her voice soft and polite.

“Hello, came the reply–cool and languid, with a trace of boredom.

Yvonne, usually a shy child, wasn’t one to speak first to strangers, but today something made her want to say a lot.

“Did you grow these flowers?” she asked, her voice as innocent as ever, pointing to the hibiscus.

Tinley glanced at her face, barely sparing a glance at the flowers, and answered flatly, “No.”

“Oh Yvonne said, not disappointed, since she hadn’t been expecting much. She had simply been looking for something to

say.

The little girl took a few steps closer, her eyes lingering on Tinley’s sharp, delicate face and translucent skin. A trace of concern appeared between her brows.

“Are you sick?” Yvonne asked.

Perhaps it was the way Tinley’s head was lowered, but her features appeared softer in that moment.

“Yes, Tinley replied lazily, her voice still as cold and indifferent. I’m sick.”

“Why are you sick?” Yvonne asked before realizing it might sound too forward.

Tinley, unfazed, answered casually. Tm unhappy

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Yvonne paused, her gaze puzzled as she tilted her head. “Are you unhappy every day?”

Tinley nodded faintly, her voice even duller as she added. “Except for today.”

Yvonne was silent for a moment, her heart heavy as she watched the forlorn expression on Tinley’s face through the window. Her own mood began to sink.

do… she murmured. She didn’t know how

she pondered, Tinley’s gaze remained fixed on Yvonne, never leaving her

up as if a light bulb had gone off in

round eyes narrowing into crescent shapes as she

a magic trick!” she

spun around, plucking an unopened bud from one of the flowers behind

she politely said, “I’m going to pick you a

Tinley replied, her voice slow and almost bored, as if curious about what the child would do.

bud in her hands, carefully lifting it for Tinley to see, her little face serious

not even blooming

hands, her tiny fingers closing around it gently. She adjusted the

my hands closely,

nodded, her eyes finally leaving Yvonne’s face to focus on

forward, holding them up high

Within three seconds, the petals unfolded to a

stared, wide–eyed. She looked from the flower to

that exact moment, a ray of sunlight broke through the clouds, casting a warm, golden beam

smile was radiant, full of pure joy.

moment, Tinley felt as though the universe had sent down a cascade of stars, filling

she reached out, her

of her expression cracked, and for a split second, the winter’s

holding the flower

tiptoeing to stretch her arm up. She struggled to reach

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her the flower.

the flower. She took it, and Yvonne

as if she were coaxing Tinley. “I did a magic trick for you. You can’t be unhappy anymore,

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delicate petals. In the child’s hopeful eyes,

with tears. She looked at Tinley like a lost

distant, focused on the flower in her hand. Her voice was deep and controlled,

for

surprise, her mood instantly lifting. She straightened up, all energy returning to her small form.

it for you. I won’t do it

her hand to her temple, her expression serious as she said. “I

Tinley rested her

Dov

the flower in her grasp seemed to breathe new life, its colors

asked,

was about to nod in excitement when a distant explosion sounded from the far

wasn’t very loud, as it was far away, but it was enough to make her stop and look

bloomed across the sky, their colors

glow over the horizon, and Yvonne

of a round–faced child, her hair in braids, wearing a flower dress–a little girl.

Holmes family wall, Victor directed the bodyguards to set off

the last firework exploded, the words flashed:

one display, positioned so that it would be visible

display. His voice was calm. Are you

will,” Victor replied, his voice rising with anger, his finger pointing toward the Holmes family estate.

Ian had had the gall to have Victor’s men thrown out. Enraged, Victor had commissioned these

overnight.

uninterested in the drama, leaned in to whisper to

turned around, only

the attic, Tinley had indeed

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