Chapter 90

Richard stared at Yvonne’s big, bright eyes and completely lost his train of thought. ‘Why doesn’t this kid ever go along with the plan?‘

For the first time, he found himself at a loss for words.

Usually, people scrambled to keep up with him, but now he was the one struggling to keep the conversation going.

“Grandpa?” Yvonne blinked up at him, her soft little voice full of curiosity.

Richard cleared his throat, feeling oddly flustered. After a quick mental reset, he decided to change tactics. “Yvonne, do you like cats?”

Her eyes lit up instantly, like tiny stars twinkling. A picture of a fluffy little kitten popped into her mind, and she practically bounced in place. “I do! Grandpa, I love kittens!”

Richard smirked, throwing a glance at the butler as if to say, ‘See? I’ve got this.

He leaned in slightly, his voice smooth and coaxing, like a wolf in grandma’s clothing. “How about I take you to see some kittens?”

Yvonne gasped, completely won over. “Yes! Thank you, Grandpa!”

She beamed up at him, her little heart full of warmth. ‘Grandpa may seem serious, but if he wants to take me to see kittens, he has to be a good person.

Without hesitation, she grabbed his hand and skipped along beside him.

Meanwhile, back in the incubator, the injured snake sluggishly lifted its head, sensing that the familiar warmth was gone. It flicked its tongue once, then slowly curled up, looking utterly heartbroken.

As Yvonne reached the car, she hesitated before getting in.

She stood by the door, tilting her soft, pale face up. “Grandpa, are we taking a car to see them?”

Richard smiled. “Yep. I have a lot of kittens, so I keep them far away. Hop in, Yvonne.”

With his gentle urging, she climbed in. As the vermilion gate faded in the distance, she gripped the window and turned back. “Grandpa, shouldn’t we tell Dad?”

At the mention of Kelvin, Richard’s expression stiffened for a split second.

Meeting the little girl’s curious eyes, he quickly shook his head. “Your dad has no taste. He doesn’t appreciate cute animals, so we don’t need to tell him.”

“Oh, okay.” She nodded.

three years old, she had no clue what

day. She pressed against the window, watching the world outside.

emptied. Skyscrapers gave way to open roads, and thick trees replaced the cityscape.

Yvonne glanced at

asleep. Not

the

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de looked away, Richard cracked one eye open, sneaking a glance

faint smirk tugged at his lips before he shut his eyes

the whole way. A few times, she wanted to ask something

car finally stopped, he sat up on his own,

opened, revealing a tall,

swirled through the air, carried by the breeze toward the

a dry leaf smacked

her face, took one look around, and immediately turned back to climb into the car.

was quicker, grabbing the little tail of her dress before she could escape. She

Yvonne, let’s go see the kittens,” he coazed,

to the car door like her life depended on it. Her little mouth wobbled, and she stared

“Sell you? What for? It’s not like I need the

didn’t comfort her one bit. Her face crumpled, and she started wailing even louder. “That’s what happens in Mrs. Harrison’s stories! You are

know whether to be exasperated or impressed. Whatever orphanage had drilled this into her had definitely done a solid job

Yvonne suddenly sniffled hard

voice small and trembling. “Grandpa… you are so kind. Just let

bodyguards and driver lost it, barely holding

ruffled her hair like he was petting a cat. “I’m your grandpa, right? Why

you

sniffled and wiped her face, her tiny hands making a mess of her tears. She looked exactly like a pitiful

Really?” Her voice was

course. I brought you here for something important. You’ll understand once

the driver and bodyguards backed him up with nods.

hiccupped, eyeing them warily. After a long pause, she finally sniffled again and muttered,

then…”

trailed after her grandfather toward the

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