Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 207

Chapter 207

“What do you mean by that? How can you talk like this?” The woman was getting agitated and exclaimed.

To most parents, their children were like little angels, flawless in every way.

She was like a powder keg, and her son was the fuse–one spark and she would explode.

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The woman continued to yell, “Do you know how many people have said my son is handsome? Letting him take a picture with your kid is a privilege for you! Otherwise, do you even deserve it?”

The little boy in her arms sucked on his finger, his face messy, and added, “Yeah, yeah!”

Jeremy’s face darkened significantly.

His father was a bit of a neat freak, and that trait had been passed down to his second and third brothers. He himself hadn’t inherited it—until now.

Looking at this filthy little boy, he suddenly felt like he had.

Compared to this kid, his little sister was practically a fairy.

From her perfectly clean fingernails to the tips of her hair, just standing near this boy made it feel like she might catch something.

Perhaps his expression was too obvious because the woman got upset again and spat, “Honestly, your kid isn’t even that good–looking.

“Don’t act so high and mighty. You use your kid to make money, yet you refuse to let other oke pictures with her? Stop being such hypocrites.”

Jeremy’s brow twitched, and his handsome face turned cold. He licked his lips, his expression icy, and repeated, “Didn’t you hear me?

“I said, my sister’s pictures were stolen.”

He couldn’t help himself–he gave the child in the woman’s arms a once–over before curling his lips into a mocking smile.

He calmly stated, “We don’t rely on our child to make money, but even if we did, your kid wouldn’t be able to earn a cent.”

He didn’t hold back at all. The woman’s eyes widened in rage as she pointed a finger at him and shouted, “You–you’re saying my child is ugly?!”

The boy in her arms immediately copied her, pointing a finger at Jeremy and exclaiming, “Did you just call me ugly!”

Jeremy remembered very clearly–that was the same finger the boy had just used to pick his nose.

He took a step to the side–not because he was scared, but because of an inexplicable surge of non–existent germophobia.

Unfortunately, this action was immediately misinterpreted by the mother and son..

The boy glanced at his own finger, feeling rather smug, and extended it even further as he thought, ‘I knew it!

I’m so powerful that even this big guy is afraid of me.

Feeling proud of himself, he suddenly turned his finger toward Yvonne and demanded, “I want to take a picture with her!

show it to my classmates! Make her take a

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head, then snuggled against lan’s shoulder, hiding her face behind him while clutching

her head again, her soft little voice full of resistance

person. She had

dirty things, and she didn’t like dirty boys

clean things, things that were white or pink,

that? My sister said no,” Jeremy repeated, utterly disgusted but still standing protectively in front of her, blocking that finger. His expression remained blank, but his sharp, well–defined eyes were ice–cold.

your filthy hand away,” he added.

face? Please. Who didn’t know how to act tough?‘

around

you acting all fierce? Letting your kid take a picture with mine is doing

son was a fast learner–he mimicked her haughty expression almost perfectly and shouted, “Yeah! Do you

was so unfamiliar–he had never heard anyone say that before in his entire

know whether to be angry or laugh and chuckled,

the stage where people settled

dads. That was

shoulder, unwilling to waste any more time on this ridiculous mother–son duo, and said, “Let’s go, Jeremy. It’s a waste of time

realizing it

them would only drag him down to their

woman became even more agitated. She stood on tiptoes, scanning the crowd for her husband

just scared now that my husband is coming,

in, “Yeah! Don’t leave if you dare! My dad is super awesome–he can knock you out with one

stared at the smug little boy behind her, contemplating for a moment before puffing up like an angry little pufferfish and declaring, “My

soft and sweet, but her

boy didn’t believe her. He waved his tiny fists and challenged, “Well, my dad knows how to fight! He could send a kid like you flying with one

her little mind imagining herself getting punched and flying through the

character.

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to erase the ridiculous image

her dad was still the most amazing person

large eyes and spoke in a slightly fierce tone. “So what? My dad

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brow twitched. Without thinking, he reached out and

shut.

girl looked like a duck with her lips pinched. She tilted her head in confusion, completely unaware of

she looked at him, puzzled, and mumbled in her soft, childish voice,

and said softly, “Yvonne Adler, let’s not argue with them, let’s go play

and spoke in a warm tone, “Yvonne, let’s not argue with them. How about we go on the Ferris wheel

paused, her eyes dimming slightly. It was as if she had forgotten what she had wanted to say

behind them let out a mocking snort, her face filled with disdain. She challenged. “Acting tough when you’ve got nothing to back it up. I thought

faltered for a moment. He stopped in his tracks

and even, each word deliver manner. “Shut up. That’s