Chapter 231

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Richard let out a dismissive snort, clutching the grapes even tighter. “Don’t understand me? Then you don’t get to eat,” he said coldly.

His voice was aged and unyielding, completely unmoved by the fluffy little fox whimpering in his arms.

With Richard, cuteness held no sway. He had a heart of steel–except when it came to Yvonne.

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The little creature stared longingly at the grapes, licking its lips. It was smart enough to realize that whining wasn’t working, so it gradually settled down.

Richard nodded in satisfaction. “And your paws? Still not tucked in.”

The fox tilted its head, looking confused.

Richard reached out and gently pinched its front paw, demonstrating. “Here–tuck them in. Like this.”

The little guy hesitated, then cautiously retracted its paws. With its fluffy white fur and timid expression, it looked downright angelic.

“Not bad,” Richard muttered. “There’s some intelligence in there.”

He popped a grape into the fox’s mouth and held it up by the scruff, giving it a once–over. His calloused, bark–like hands moved with practiced ease as he checked the animal’s condition.

Finally, he glanced under the tail.

“Male,” he observed with a nod. “Decent looking too. I’ll bring it home for Yvonne. She’s been in a sour mood from all that school lately–this might cheer her up.”

The fox, licking the grape juice off its paw, had no idea that its life was about to dramatically upgrade. Still chewing, it blinked up at Richard with soft eyes and whimpered again, clearly hoping for more fruit.

It was a clingy little thing–affectionate and well–behaved.

Richard pointed at it and said in all seriousness, “Don’t bother trying to charm me. If you want grapes, you need to butter up my granddaughter. Got it?”

Blank stare. No idea what he just said.

“If you make her happy, you’ll have more grapes than you can count. But if you fail…” His tone turned ice cold. “Then back to the streets with you.”

another word, Richard turned and waved over one of his

Richard casually tossed the fox into his arms. “Take it for a bath. De–flea it.

some scent–something gentle but pleasant. Tie a pink ribbon around its neck, and put it in a

out

be home late and worried that someone might block the delivery, he said on the call, “I got something cute to cheer Yvonne up. It’ll be there soon–have someone ready to

waved the handler

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manager nearby were stunned.

little fox just got promoted to Yvonne’s inner circle

lucky

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five employees with equally jealous looks on their faces. He wanted to smack them

but play games all day–what

was already inspecting the grapevine. Looking up at the clusters of fruit, he couldn’t hide the surprise in his tone. “Wow, so many are ripe

green bulbs. He never expected them to ripen

basket and stood beneath the vines like he was overseeing a major construction project.

This one goes to the Holmes house. These I’m keeping. Pick the ripe

had a few ripe grapes, so harvesting

for home, one for Yvonne,

fruit basket, he idly rubbed the handle, thinking, ‘Maybe I should make her a

sweets, after all.

Outwardly, he acted as if nothing had happened, but inside, he’d been

he hadn’t been sleeping

could think about was how

would be enough

school, eyes lighting up as she ran to him,

‘Yes. Let’s make

straight to Seawise Pavilion, an old and respected pastry shop

extraordinary as Yvonne’s, only top–tier craftsmanship would do.

connections, Richard was able to meet the shop’s owner right

old acquaintances. The moment the owner heard Richard had come, he

white–haired and supported by his son as he walked in.

Richard, he froze for

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