Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 187

Chapter 187

Ian, who had followed them out, wore a look of discomfort that was hard to ignore.

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“Who would dare mistreat him?” he muttered to himself. “Always playing these tricks on the kids, though–who knows what he wants this time.”

Feeling deeply wronged, Richard crouched down and pulled Yvonne into his arms.

Richard thought, “This is unfair. The gardener enjoys homemade fruit wine, but here I am, a grandfather, without a drop! Is that even right?‘

Holding the soft, fluffy little bundle in his arms, Richard continued his complaint.

“Yvonne, it’s bad enough that I don’t get to enjoy the homemade wine, but at least you’re here thinking of me.”

It sounded as if Richard had spent two and a half years learning from Charles, mastering the art of subtle manipulation.

And, of course, the sweet, innocent Yvonne was precisely the one to fall for. She stretched out her chubby little hand, pushing at Richard, her voice full of determination.

“Richard, get up, I will give you some!”

She didn’t know what homemade wine was, but she genuinely wanted to help Richard. She huffed and puffed, struggling for a while, but couldn’t get him to stand up.

Unable to watch this any longer, Ian walked over.

“Mr. Adler, you didn’t even go home and came here straight to complain to Yvonne, did you?”

Richard looked up at him, confused. “How did you know?”

How could Ian not know? He’d just had people bring over a jar of homemade wine and place it in the most prominent spot in the living room.

If Richard had bothered to go home and look around, he would’ve known there was no need to claim he had been mistreated.

Seeing Ian’s expression of disbelief, Richard slowly realized he had made a significant blunder. “Did they bring me some too?” Richard asked.

many things, but

was the

at least they brought it,”

thing that bothered him was that Yvonne’s feelings had

“Richard?”

kept a composed expression as he gently ruffled Yvonne’s little head. “You’ve got

caught the scent of homemade wine drifting from the room, his eyes lit up, gleaming like he’d discovered treasure. Drawn by the aroma, he stepped inside,

Ian chuckled and gently guided her inside. “Looks like I’ve made the wrong

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two small glasses, delicately matching the bottle. Tiny jasmine petals

was fixed on

for something nearby, saw Richard heading for the wine. He started to warn him,

Adler family, was a force to be reckoned with. Besides Tinley and Yvonne, no one could genuinely control him.

couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret. He thought wistfully that the whole bottle

picked up a clean glass and poured some delicate jasmine

creamy yellow. Typically, the longer the wine settles, the deeper and more vibrant the color becomes. However, its fragrance was already strong–one

comment on its scent, but his mind went blank as he brought the glass to his nose. All the words he

moment, only one thought ran through his mind. He wondered, ‘So, this is what it feels like to be silenced

stopped thinking and took a

gentle flavor that instantly filled his

its taste was rich yet delicate, like fine

lingering, deep flavor–vibrant, yet subtle.

rich, a rarity that could only be found once

lifelong lover of fine wine, had tasted countless varieties throughout his years. From domestic to foreign,

most of those wines faded with time, even those he thought were exceptional

this simple bottle of jasmine wine left an indelible mark on his wine–tasting journey,

a

His energy seemed to

another glass, he suddenly felt a warmth spread through his

began to heat up. It wasn’t the burn of strong liquor–it was a gentle warmth, flowing through his body and spreading to his