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.”

waved over one of

arms.

fur look nice and fluffy. Add some scent–something gentle but pleasant. Tie a pink ribbon around its neck, and put it in a pink pet carrier. But make sure it’s the soft, pastel kind.

off the fox, he pulled out his

on the call, “I got something cute to

hung up, he waved

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the manager nearby

got promoted to Yvonne’s

a lucky

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

but play games all

already inspecting the grapevine. Looking up at the clusters of fruit, he couldn’t hide the surprise in his tone.

little green bulbs.

the vines like he was overseeing a major construction

for winemaking. This one goes to the Holmes house. These I’m

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

gathered four bunches: one for home, one for Yvonne, one for the winery, and one still in

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

sweets,

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

anxious he hadn’t been sleeping

think about was

that would be enough

her coming home from school, eyes lighting up as she ran

smile. ‘Yes. Let’s make a

hurry and went straight to Seawise Pavilion, an old and

craftsmanship would do. Anything less would be a waste.

able to meet

come, he put down everything and rushed to the

white–haired and supported by his

saw Richard, he froze for a

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