Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

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.”

and waved over one

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

of thought, he added, “Make the fur look nice and fluffy. Add some scent–something gentle but pleasant. Tie a pink ribbon around its neck, and put it in

the fox, he pulled out his phone

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

waved the

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manager nearby were

promoted

lucky little

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jealous looks on their faces. He

nothing but play games all day–what are you

the clusters of fruit, he couldn’t hide the surprise in his tone. “Wow,

green bulbs. He never expected them

called for a basket and stood beneath the vines like he was overseeing a

for winemaking. This one goes to the Holmes house. These I’m keeping. Pick the ripe ones, leave

had a few ripe grapes, so harvesting was tricky. They’d have to wait for the

for home, one for Yvonne, one

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

liked sweets, after all.

had caused more damage than he let on. Outwardly, he acted as if nothing had happened, but inside, he’d been anxious as hell.

anxious he hadn’t been

was how to

that would be enough to melt her.

from school, eyes lighting up

smile. ‘Yes. Let’s

he left in a hurry and went straight to Seawise Pavilion, an old and respected pastry shop in Strate

top–tier craftsmanship would do. Anything less

Richard was able to meet the

owner heard Richard had come, he put down everything

white–haired and supported by his son as he

froze for