Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 132

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Chapter 132

A massive figure lay sprawled on the ground, kicking up dust as it settled.

Huffing and puffing, Yvonne clambered onto its back. Her once–clean white clothes were now smudged with dirt.

Standing behind her, Richard bent down and affectionately gave her a hand.

Once Yvonne was seated securely, the giant lion slowly rose to its feet.

Now, Richard was satisfied. He gripped the lion’s mane to steady himself, ensuring he wouldn’t fall.

The scene was magnificent. Richard stood off to the side, beaming with pride, as if he were the one sitting on the lion’s back.

After a moment’s thought, he pulled out his phone, took a few steps back, and called out with a grin.

Yvonne, give me a ‘V‘ for victory!” Richard said.

Yvonne knew he was taking a picture. She straightened her back, raised a small hand in a ‘V’ sign, and flashed a wide, goofy grin.

The lion cooperated as well, opening its mouth wide, displaying what it believed to be its most majestic expression.

A fierce beast and an adorable child–what a perfect combination.

Richard was pleased. After snapping the photo, he immediately sent it to Kelvin.

Then, he carefully crafted a post.

Not being adept at typing, he took his time, carefully tapping each character until he finally got the caption just right: “Our Yvonne, riding a lion through the forest!”

way to raise a child. Yvonne needed to

what kind of daughter

posted

surprised–this was the first time Kelvin

he tapped on the 60–second voice message, his face

heard the first few

a word, he closed the app.

he took Yvonne to the

footage did he finally

no one could discover

today, even if they suspected something, Richard

animals in the zoo. Though none were as lively as the lion, they were no longer

in critical condition.

have to be slowly purged with the help of

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led the lions to the zoo’s

as he said, “Yvonne, come here. I have something to tell these

climbed down from the lion’s

beside Richard, patting the dust off her clothes, sending tiny clouds

ruffled her fluffy hair, his gaze filled with

the words that followed were anything but gentle.

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on this mountain. Just follow the scent of the toxin in your bodies–whoever smells like

the agony of poisoning. Their hatred

meant. As long as he sealed off the exits of the mountain, those who

This was

should have