Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 234

Layne wasn’t just a rival–he had a sharp tongue and never missed a chance to mock.

Lately, traditional local pastries had been losing ground to sweeter, modern desserts.

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Most traditional shops simply couldn’t make them well, and anything left unsold by the end of the day would taste stale and unappetizing, leaving a poor impression.

Sweet pastries, on the other hand, had a much wider margin for error.

The team at Seawise Pavilion never intended to start a feud–after all, the best dessert is the one that suits people’s tastes.

But the other side wouldn’t stop sneering at them, calling their craft outdated, mocking them for losing relevance in the market.

It was bad enough being looked down upon, despite carrying the flag of traditional cuisine. Being trampled on and publicly ridiculed? That was a little too much.

That’s when the idea began to take root: to make a splash at the upcoming state banquet–to reclaim their pride.

Grady’s words were so compelling that everyone in the studio stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.

Though the old man’s face remained calm, his grip on the spoon tightened–a silent reveal of the storm brewing inside him.

He was already in his sixties, yet his student’s speech had stirred something in him.

He looked over at the jar of vibrant purple jam beside him and felt a strong intuition. If they used this kind of grape, they might just be able to create something extraordinary–something that would dazzle both locals and foreign guests.

He could go to Richard and shamelessly ask for more grapes, but that wasn’t a long–term solution. If their dessert became famous but they couldn’t consistently secure the same ingredients, their reputation would crumble as quickly as it rose.

“Mr. Reese, what exactly are you hesitating for?”

“Seriously, the opportunity’s staring us in the face–are you just going to watch it slip away?”

The apprentices pleaded with him one after another, their voices filled with urgency. Finally, Grady made up his mind.

said

on him,

and declared, “Fine. I’ll go ask him for more grapes.”

apprentices exchanged looks, eyes lighting

it, Mr.

Miss Adler’s cake as beautiful as possible. Mr. Adler clearly adores her if she’s happy, he might just give us more grapes.”

exactly the

seen how indulgent Richard was when it came to Yvonne.

More care went into it than any of thei competition entries. They treated it not as a dessert, but as a piece of

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when it was done–it

of lavender, dreamy and elegant. Every decorative pearl was coated in a shimmering layer of sugar, giving it a crystal–like sheen. Atop the cake, several

took out his phone, and snapped a picture. He sent it to

three back–to–back texts: “Perfect.” “Beautiful” “Love

man’s delighted, smug expression. “That’s

the cake into a pastel box that matched its colors and tied a big, elegant bow on top.

Adler likes it,” someone

said, “Mr. Reese, the grape steamed

room, the dough proofed

boiling the grape skins, while the fruit

grapes.

out of the steamer, the

I’m getting hungry just standing

and the scent of the cakes was like a magnet. Everyone stood around the

a bite until

Seawise Pavilion caught a whiff of

my god, what is that smell?” the girl asked, tugging on her

something freshly baked–maybe a pastry from this place?” the boy

toward the shop. The refined storefront gave

place. My boss’s daughter is always bragging about their desserts. Super expensive. And you have

excitement faded a little. She wasn’t the kind of person who could splurge on luxury