Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

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As soon as Yvonne signed her name, Richard’s grin stretched so wide it looked like his face might split.

He was beyond pleased, this was a huge deal for him.

But the whole process of transferring the mountain was a hassle. Every few seconds, he pulled out another document and slid it over to her.

At first, Yvonne went along with it, but after a while, she slowed down, frowning at the stack of papers. Something felt weird.

Richard, noticing her hesitation, leaned in, his tone cager. “Come on, Yvonne, just finish signing. I’ll buy you candy after, okay?”

She pursed her lips, her soft little voice laced with confusion. “Grandpa… what are we doing?”

Richard didn’t even flinch. “A game! Didn’t I tell you?” His face was way too calm, like he had done this kind of thing before.

The men standing around exchanged glances, struggling to keep a straight face. So that’s how he tricked her.

Well, that made sense. No normal kid would willingly sign themselves up to own Tiger Mountain.

Yvonne still thought it was strange, but at this point, she just sighed and kept going. “Okay…”

If nothing else, this was good practice for her handwriting.

By the time she finished signing a dozen more papers, her name actually looked a little neater.

She put the pen down, her small fingers sore.

Meanwhile, Richard was already stacking up the documents and handing them off to the officials. “Alright, take these up for approval. Now.”

The officials took the papers, already guessing why he was in such a rush.

He was probably worried her parents would find out and put a stop to it.

And they were right. Richard, just to be safe, added one last reminder as they were heading out. “Tell them it’s my business. Make sure they push it through fast.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Adler, it will be done before lunch,” one of the officials assured him. It was only ten, still two hours left.

Richard thought for a moment, then leaned toward the butler and muttered a few instructions.

He knew Kelvin too well. The guy was sharp, whatever distraction they threw at him wouldn’t keep him busy for long-

If that was the case, he might as well pile on a few more.

Having just tricked both his granddaughter and his son, Richard felt no guilt whatsoever. He was in a great mood.

Grinning, he reached for Yvonne’s hand. “Come on, Yvonne. Let’s go get some candy.”

Yvonne happily skipped beside him, completely unaware she had just been sold off. “Thanks, Grandpa!”

walked out of the government building, they passed two young officials heading

Mr. Guy woke up, but he’s not fully conscious yet,” one of

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his head. He should’ve died instantly. The fact that he even survived was a

one.”

they spoke, they noticed an elderly man approaching and instinctively

to Strate City, they

looked like any other kind old man, the type

they glanced past

group of high–ranking officials,

out.

their leader, an uneasy feeling

until Richard was far away that they finally dared to whisper to

send–off only happens for someone really high

them hesitated. “There are only three major families in Strate City. Could he be from one of them?”

about Taylor Johnson from the Academy

the front seat, exchanging quiet

darkened as he replayed what he had just overheard. “Strate City’s getting more

ago. Just last month, the government put out a report, endangered animals are

Cinque Mountain, there were only two left. Both got poisoned. The Wildlife Administration

twisted at the

reserves, it was private, locked down tight. No one could

him and Yvonne.

keep intruders out. Even if poachers wanted to slip in and

another protective barrier, designed to stop the animals from accidentally

poisoning… that was harder to

already cost

brief silence, he gave the butler a firm order. “Get more men watching over Tiger Mountain. Keep an inch of it. If anyone

every

in everything; retail, energy, jewelry, transportation. Different

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their own piece of

were still in Richard’s hands. He had people he trusted running things, people who

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a bone, giving him a

circling, waiting, hoping to grab the last remaining piece of the

was expensive to maintain. Feeding the animals, upgrading equipment, paying staff, it all cost

didn’t care about the animals. To them, Tiger Mountain was a waste of money, an unnecessary