Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Richard’s eyes practically sparkled with excitement, and Vic suddenly understood.

He glanced down at Yvonne, snug in his arms, all soft and adorable. His grip instinctively tightened around her as a small smirk played on his lips.

‘Grandpa is thinking about his dan

tigers and leopards again…‘ Vic sighed.

Mountain two years ago, the sheer size of those beasts.

Vic still remembered his trip to

Compared to them, Yvonne was ti

She wouldn’t even be a decent bite.

+5

But knowing her, she would probably end up leading the whole pack.

For years, no one in the family wanted anything to do with Grandpa’s “private zoo.” He was too old to manage it alone, but he never stopped hoping to find someone to take over.

At every family gathering, he would secretly size everyone up, picking out his potential successor.

And now, he had his eyes set on a three–year–old.

Vic sighed. He would have to warn his dad later, make sure they kept a close eye on Yvonne at the Adler estate. Otherwise, Grandpa might just snatch her up and start training her.

Stepping aside, Vic chuckled. “Grandpa, I’m gonna go talk to my dad. Don’t forget to take some rest later.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Richard waved him off, too busy plotting to notice Vic’s amusement.

Vic carried Yvonne back toward their yard, but just as they reached the house, Jeremy came limping out.

He moved like his joints didn’t work properly; stiff–legged, arms awkwardly hanging at his sides like he had no clue where to put them.

His butt hurt like hell, but there was no way he was gonna walk around holding it, that would just make things worse. So instead, he hobbled toward his room in the most awkward way possible.

If anyone saw him like this, they would never let him live it down.

Honestly, he’d rather take another beating than be the butt of the joke.

Vic raised an eyebrow. “Dad hit you that bad?”

Jeremy sucked in a sharp breath, his handsome face twisting in agony, like some tragic male lead in a low–budget period drama.

“If Charles hadn’t held him back and begged for mercy, he would’ve killed me today,” Jeremy muttered dramatically.

Just thinking about it pissed him off all over again. ‘Who the hell spread that dumb rumor about Yvonne getting poisoned by a snake?!‘

If it weren’t for that nonsense, his dad wouldn’t have gone off on him, and he wouldn’t be suffering like this now.

A soft little voice chimed in. “Jeremy, what’s wrong?”

Yvonne had been peeking over Vic’s shoulder for a while, her big, round eyes full of concern.

on Yvonne’s face. Forcing a smile, he said, “I’m fine, just took a little

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down the stairs.”

handed to him

suddenly perked up. “Jeremy, the flower vine got left behind. Grandpa said he’s gonna find

in a sharp breath.

vine made his backside throb all over again. “That damn thing, I

his hips and hobbled off, looking

Charles handed Kelvin a glass of water, watching his father’s

get too worked up. The Adler residence has always been safe. Jeremy had no idea

in.” get

out a hum, his face easing

it’s odd? A snake like that shouldn’t have

exactly what had been bothering

but still crawled its way into the Adler residence, it had to be because it sensed something

it up and carried it across the yard. Even though the snake was hurt and stressed, it hadn’t bitten her. That alone spoke

animal like that didn’t overthink things, it had clearly

with Yvonne

expression told him Charles had already worked his

free, reaching for Kelvin.

lap, grinning from ear to ear, dimples showing. She looked like a giggling little fool. Kelvin sighed, rubbing her head. “This fearless little girl… she probably still

as Yvonne settled in, Vic’s attention shifted to Charles, who was sitting

better?” He couldn’t help but walk over.

lips still slightly dusted with powder. “Much

a bit, but something nagged at him, like he had forgotten something

piece it together but eventually gave up. ‘Whatever.‘ Shrugging it off, he headed

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butler’s support,

Yvonne.

living room, he scanned the place

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to call for someone, he heard a voice upitars. He

balcony, Kelvin was on the phone, his

caught bits and pieces–mentorship party. Youte, teacher. His frown deepened

the butler. “What

found a teacher for

“A

lessons? the butler guessed. Neither of them knew for sure, so

offend Taylor, but he also

been bugging him, like a thorn stuck in his chest.

you mind

quiet for a moment before letting out a dry laugh ‘Oh, so that’s what this is about”

good enough, huh?” he said, unimpressed. “Worried it’s not fancy enough for you rich types? Too bad. We’re going with my choice. Show up tomorrow, bring the snacks.”

his headache worsen. His face darkened as he tried to push back, but Taylor didn’t give him a chance. “Alright, alright, that’s final. I’ve got things

could say another word, the

temples. That thorn in his chest just sank

note in his hand, he read the restaurant’s name again. His usual composed expression cracked just

might wonder, ‘What could possibly make him

his pocket and looked down at the yard, where Richard and the butler were still standing. That only

it. All he really knew was that some kind of mentorship

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