Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 233

Grady stood by the stovetop, patiently tending to a small pot where grape skiss simmered in water. He watched the calise carefully, tossing in more skins whenever the hue began to fade.

Richard had emphasized–more than once–how important the color was. He didn’t meddle in the bakery’s day aday anymore, but for the granddaughter of an old friend, even he was happy to make a life cake.

The light purple liquid swirled gently in the pot. Steam rose in soft clouds, carrying with in the sweet, dean seat of gagn

Everyone working in the studio paused what they were doing. One by one, they were drawn in by the fagate

“That smells amazing, someone murmured.

“Like real grape candy,” another said, leaning over the pot.

The lavender liquid shimmered like flowing chiffon, bubbling softly.

Grady nodded. His senses weren’t as sharp as they used to be, but standing over that little pot for just a few minutes had lef him feeling refreshed, as if that grape–scented steam had cleansed his lungs and sharpened his eyes.

He picked up a spoon, scooped out a bit of the liquid, let it cool, and took a sip.

Normally, when you boil grape skins like this, the water turns slightly bitter–how bitter depends on how mucho din gou use But the sip he took… wasn’t bitter at all. It had a subtle sweetness, with a crisp, fragrant take.

Grady thought, ‘I wouldn’t even need to process this. Just pour the liquid into a cup, and I could sell i as

Sweet, natural, and healthy. People would line up to buy it

“How is it?” one of the workers asked, eager. “What’s it taste like?

Grady calmly dropped the spoon into the sink and replied, “Grape. Now go finish slicing”

This was a two–person job–one peeled, the other chopped

He stared at the growing pile of discarded skins and said, “Don’t throw those away. Make more of the dye and we them for some steamed grape cakes later.”

the staff said

to suggest it already. They just hadn’t

again, the air filled with

pot, thoughts

“Oh my god! Where are all these

a panic. Everyone looked down, scanning the white

squatted

around the workstation. Some had already begun

the ingredients.” The tearn quickly wiped the coursters, mopped the Boor, and double- checked that every last ant was

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tiles and got mopped

turned to Grady, faces full of

no answer. He simply returned to the stove, fished out the grape skins,

soaking up the purple tint until they gleamed like

scent wafted out through the window–and then came the birds.

or six small birds landed on the windowsill, craning their necks to peer inside. Grady

“So many

someone whispered in awe.

younger staff members suddenly lit up. He pointed

sitting there. “I was chopping them over here earlier, and the juice probably dripped down.

The ants were way too far away

about it. The ants all gathered right where I

“These grapes

the fruit ripened, birds would come to peck at it–and the ones they chose always