Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

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Chapter 211

Chapter 211

Jan saw it. The guy was flashing that car key so deliberately, it was impossible to miss.

He glanced away, refusing to give the man the reaction he clearly wanted. Instead, he chuckled lightly and said, echoing the man’s earlier words, “You’re right. Nothing impressive.

The man choked on his cigarette–literally. He coughed so hard he turned beet red, humiliated on the spot.

Men, after all, cared about face–especially in public. Trying to save a little dignity, he pulled out another cigarette but didn’t light it this time. He just held it between his fingers, trying to look composed.

His tone, though still forced–casual, was noticeably colder. Clearly, he wasn’t thrilled. Still, he pretended otherwise, as if nothing had fazed him.

“Just got that car a month ago,” he said, voice tight. “Already getting bored of it–planning to upgrade soon. What about you, man? What do you drive? Give me a recommendation. If it’s decent, maybe I’ll get one too.”

He tried to make it sound like idle chit–chat, but it reeked of challenge.

Ian’s smile widened. His favorite car was actually a gift from Tinley–his first ever, given on his eighteenth birthday. That was the one he’d driven today, but he didn’t have the keys on him.

His eyes dropped to Yvonne, who was still hugging her snack bag, utterly oblivious.

Ignoring the three people across from him, Ian reached out and gently tapped her nose. When she looked up at him, he leaned in and said with a soft smile, “My favorite car is the one Tinley gave me. The license plate has your birthday on it.”

The one with the closest number match to Yvonne’s birthday was still with Tinley, but Ian had a near–identical plate, gifted to him by a former partner who clearly knew how to curry favor. Just one digit off.

Somehow, in that detail, he felt subtly connected to both Yvonne and Tinley.

Yvonne didn’t fully understand, but she nodded blankly, then whispered a quiet, “Thank you.”

Probably thanking him for liking Tinley’s gift.

Ian’s smile deepened, warm and unbothered.

But the man across from them? He was very bothered.

he furrowed his brow and blurted, “Hey, are you stupid

a question about cars and got

it on purpose because his car was embarrassing? That had to be

respond, how was

“Look at him. What kind of fancy car could he possibly drive? Even if he has one, I bet it’s bought with the money that kid

believed her son could do the same job Yvonne did, but unlike these people, her family didn’t rely on a kid to earn

to a very wealthy boss–wealth beyond anything she’d imagined before. They now lived

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eyes, they were no longer just regular

husband’s job for a while. But having just moved to Strate City a month ago, she didn’t know

to old friends online… who,

for validation

ran into a few soft targets and she wasn’t about to

lan remained completely unfazed. He looked at the burly man again, his gaze cool and

a bodyguard, aren’t

eyes narrowing with suspicion. “You in the

that matched Yvonne’s, with a light pink shirt collar

whisper earlier that he looked like a

by the Adlers, so he’d smell like Kelvin, all just to make Yvonne feel more comfortable

someone mistook him for a bodyguard?

felt… mildly defeated.

was in a good mood, so he decided to interpret

his gaze, the corners of

no matter what he wore, he still gave off husband–material vibes.

arguing. In private, though?

name?”

faltering. He opened his mouth but…

about Ian’s

normally would’ve said it proudly. But right now…

holding his phone–a brand–new limited–edition model released just last month, with only 100 units in all of Strate

man’s unease grew. That

out what he was thinking,

owned. He’d barely used it since buying it. The reflective logo caught